Aspect

Lift the load pull the weight of things
Burn the candle at both ends
It’s only been three years that I’ve
Been doing all these things in this
Routine and so the military aspect
Asks me to double triple up
I mask my serenity and take it
Too seriously it’s almost dramatic
I am a result of my own actions
I want to manage at a low key level
Ask for help when only necessary
This is my modus operandi
Self sufficiency until we break
Release the string and march again
It’s not the end until the end
Put my finger to my lips and shhhh
So many people have it worse
But our realities feel the pain
Individually their is no comparison
What is the weight of the world
If only 9, 200 milliards not so bad
So we hold our heads up high
Ask for guidance from divine
Alternate invisible energies
Send in the rescue squad to
Bite the tongue and leave behind
Old unwarranted anger upset fear
Cross the bridge to future near
No stratosphere is capable of
Every answer and no returns
The music is better with four ears
Why burden the rest with madnesses
With tears of confusion between
Proud and mortified webs of endless
Tries are the weavers of blankets
That cover and hold our heads
Alone by the path of the solo
Relentlessly in the snow

© GÄ