Why are you here?
Why are we here?
What if the thing
That we feel bad about
Isn’t the thing that matters
Attempting to achieve what
We have earnestly before us
Eyeing at what we are grasping for
Realizing a thing is unbending
Unnecessarily standing in
The way of ourselves because
Attachment is strange
I’m supercharging
A kind of forced forgetting
Clarity in the moment
Burn the forgettable past
In a way previously
I had not known possible
That I could depossess
So much obsession focused
Into holding onto
Nothing that feels like something
This is the true story of letting go
Before it’s taken a hold onto
Whatever was swinging from
The rafters of an earlier background
Remmenants of the other shoe
After it’s gone what can you do?
Let go, say goodbye au revoir
Toodaloo
© GÄ