Et bilde fra San Francisco...til motivasjon og daglig input for meg selv:)
La meg våkne opp hver morgen, se på utsikten til vannet...og la meg smile av bildet mitt.
Som tittelen på et annet dikt jeg har skrevet tidligere....With this I give you, a reflection of my morning glory...
What did I lose
along the way?
Where there mistakes
I could've avoided...
Perhaps I oughta stay
on the same tracks
but why...
so I might pretend
to be happy...?
I know myself...
my understanding of
my persona...
seen from the angle
outside...
doesn't match with the
picture...
I'm not perfect...
I don´t pretend to be...
that´s why my traces go
the opposite direction of
everyone elses happiness...
What is my happiness?
Maybe there´s a
different scale
that I follow?
I´ll never go
where others
go...
Neither will my dreams
be surrended by anything BUT,
the sense of restless
joy...
Where ever it may lead me,
I´ll follow...
Where ever I´ll end up,
that´s where my heart is
at home...
In so many ways
do I want the standards,
what everyone else
wants...
nevertheless...
when I reach the point,
there's always a return
for me...
Passing the line,
digging under the surface
of you...
I start turning my feet
as always...
the opposite way...
neither will you
be given
the chance...
We're back to starting position...
Me, myself and I...
So hard to
satisfy,
the demands that I
have...
Never happy...
what´s wrong with me...
I´m the drifter...
born to be alone
in this world...
I´ll never find anyone
good enough,
that'll pass my cruel
eyes...
my objectives of truth..
connects with my brain,
heart does not follow...
and there you have it,
within there lies the answer..
that remains the same...
I was born to be alone.
