from the bad to the good
nåt jag började skriva på häromnatten när sömnen inte ville leka!
im trying to control my bad ways, like the hulk trying to control his mad days,
so much hate and anger, think it´s to late, somebody is in danger,
a demon unleashed, need to put it to peace, or at least, keep it on a tight leash,
its hard to control like the weather, but my soul got a armor like i got a sweather,
if i dont like the color i can always change, even though it´s hard rearrange,
your closet from the disturbed to the sane, just as easy as i can take a grain of sand,
turn it to a desert, then evolve it to a arctic land, my boots is laced for a mindscape,
but like the roots of a tree, i need to stay grounded, focused on positive,
and not the surroundings of the negative, stay firm in the belief of myself,
a wrong turn, is a lesson of life itself, lose the perspective of a caged birds eye,
open up my third eye, to see the world for the first time, its so beutiful,
and so wonderful, so lets take flight into our hopes and dreams, cutting off
the ropes and seams, uncloth the open sea, and just dive in. im alive within,
im always around, just give me a call, and remember i love you all.