Stressed I think
I think to myself
Sometimes...
Sometimes I just wanna go to a secluded place
where the only people who know about the place
are the birds that sing their songs
and the tress that sway in the wind
Sometimes I just wanna draw huge drawings
and plaster them all over a city for all to see
Sometimes I just wanna sit back and hear music
enjoy the sound of music
hear what is meant to be heard
not what is naïvely heard
Sometimes I just wanna go to the beach
and lay in the sand
and have the waves wash up right to where my feet are
and the only thing I'll hear is the waves crashing on the shore
Sometimes I wanna be in a quiet place
where the only thing I can hear are my own thoughts
and imagine realities
far too fictitious or possibly even real
Sometimes I just wanna walk
and walk
and walk
Walk in the forest
and hear the wind crash into the trees,
and hear the distant humm of a river
Walk and touch the leaves of plants
and take pictures of the flowers in bloom.
Sometimes I just want to sit in a place up high
and see how the world slowly goes dormant
and then look at the horizon
and think how it would look like to be there
Sometimes I wanna walk in the city and hear the crickets chirp, and the dogs bark
and the cars hum
and the trees sway
and the people's chatter
Sometimes I wanna be alone right next to a warm fire and smell the smell of burnt wood
the smell of hot coals
and feel the feeling of isolation and peace
Sometimes I wanna be alone
Secluded
Isolated
So
Take a step back and only see the anarchy
Take a step back and then start to see the peacefulness
Take a step back and trip
And fall
And get back up
