Ideas & Beliefs

Here we go

I have guts not to fear

Of what’s in my head that tries to change

My life, my mind and my purpose

I will trust my senses

And my forebodings

Am I trying to provoke

A process of dreaming

Sleeping is seeing

And dreaming my new faith

People just want to know

But they avoid understanding

My memories always seem more beautiful

And I crystallize my past

I thought I could lock myself in

And hide the truth (and hide the truth)

And I try to keep in mind

That I am a sinner and wrongful

Knowing who I am

Will be my ataraxia

I feel I don’t want to

Sleep in a fucking solace

I can foil my head and finally trust my eyes

Finally get my head out of the clouds

Dreams are what I had refused to value

I don’t belong to any of them

I am a creature of will

I am a seeker of what I really am

I have guts not to care

Of what’s in my head that tries to change

I will trust my senses

And my forebodings

I will trust my senses

And my forebodings