Popularity is an illusion Of being important, Transparent mind Is too quick to shoot Another one of a kind thought That pollutes the hemisphere of thinking, Clear mind is a door to a soul Forever shinning and never blinking
On planet Earth There are creatures plenty They all feed on each other Consuming dollars twenty The mother nature has produced A variety of foods Vegetables, meat, fruits All of them comply the law Where order in the food chain is their God
Grumpy mosquito sits on a tree Digesting the blood of a parrot she sucked Just a minute ago, they say it's a she, Only females hunt while men prefer beer And board games with kids at home However there is one good thing to state About her, she loves her husband And the eggs she lays are top quality, For a woman of her age
I don't need their opinion To feel good about myself I don't need the cheering crowds, I don't need the smiles or even the cash, I feel good enough by just being me It is not that hard to see I'm complete even if the world Still tries to force it's opinion on me
As the story goes about my woman Is that I left her, she left me, Who cares about that psychotic spree? I keep on wondering why bodies collide, Why we met and then go bare Why this universe shuffles as cards deck I bet there is no meaning, no reason, For anything I just said
Prepare your venture for another adventure Everything is good, everything is fine I've got my own food, I've got my own time However, I'm losing it I'm losing my mind If there was ever anything to lose I lost it completely, but who am I to choose?