From the inside or out?
Do you feel the breeze caressing your skin,
Washing away all doubt,
Or is it slightly quenching the furnace,
Burning hot in your heart,
Screaming to be moved to a safer place,
Whether in its current body or not?
Do your eyes see the beauty all around,
Aching to ease your pain?
Just close them now and tell me what you see,
Isn't the problem plain?
You are burnt out,
The reason ain't no thing,
You must return to your natural state,
When your actions came before your knowing.