The Circle

Being me that's all I can be
it's been that way since the first day...

Is that real events or is it just
letters, posted on this world of delusions...

Delusions and reality it's all getting blurry
like a beautiful painting of a tired painter
who doesn't know whether to paint a sunset or a sunrise,

Sunrise, the beautiful feeling of waking up and being
grateful for everything that you have been given and taken from,
waking up in a certain state and still wanting to keep smiling,

Smiling, that contagious disease that is the best medicine
in this world, it is the only free medicine,
so why are we so selfish with it?

Selfishness,
I am grateful I never understood it,

Understanding life,
Simply setting REAL expectations from people and life,
opening those beautiful eyes
and stop living in a dream world....

Dream world..... only good for setting goals
for life's achievements,
Dreams do come true but the difference is in details....

Details, those important moments,
details, how many relationships have you taken,
how many jobs have you ruined,
how many people have you killed,
how many educations have you destroyed,

So when asked why do I pay attention to
every little detail,
because details will either make you or break you.

Oh that beautiful mind,
that wonders so beautifully
like a beautiful butterfly on
field full of daisies and dandelions
that flies so freely from flower to flower

Flower, never stop giving flowers to
your dear friends,
they may just be the key to a beautiful relationship,

Relationships, the key that makes the world go around
and unites us all......