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I don't know what you're seeing,
In this world that you see,
In which I'm standing right before you,
But it is not me.

It's the awkward moment you had with your dad,
When he walked in on you when you were twelve,
And that other day when you took your friend's hockey card,
Even though he wanted it for himself.

You're seeing so much that is not me,
That I'm not sure you can even see you.
Though, filled with the past as you are, I must say,
It's perfect for what we do,

Which is all about right,
And respect for each other,
'Cause what more healthy relationship is there,
Than leaving endless space for each other?

Integrity

Just 'cause you think something's over,
Don't mean it is,
And unless you keep constant communication,
The end won't be as pleasant as you wish.

And even then nothing is guaranteed,
And you must make sure that you're pure of heart,
So that when things all go down the shitter,
You are confident in your part.

Only this way can you escape all guilt,
Only this way can you return to earth,
And only this way can you rise again,
As innocent as the day of your birth.

And it's alright,
If not everyone thinks you are that pure.
No one ever thinks that someone else is.
That is just human nature.

Yowsers

How much can you judge,
By what you've seen so far?
I suppose you can glean what will probably happen,
But you don't really know how things are.

Take a baby and you might say,
That the nugget of himself is obvious,
And that when he reaches the age that you are,
He will be in no way different.

And that may be true but then, of course,
You never really know what that nugget is,
Outside of how it looks from the outside,
While its centre is impervious.

And it's alright,
Don't feel so bad about knowing so little.
Your own self is as impervious,
Yet, you still get through it all.

Public Choice Theory

How do we know that,
Our government's out for us?
And by 'out', I don't mean 'looking to get',
But is representing our purposes.

I have my desires and they don't really fit,
With the desires of those around me,
But we all count on those we've voted in,
To create a pleasant society.

And in that government are others who,
Themselves are looking to be represented,
And have different desires from me,
But who run this government.

Well, it's alright,
Because as long as we acknowledge this fact,
We can then figure out how to minimize bias,
We just have to do the math.

Adventure

Every great journey,
Has hard times along the way,
That add value to the ends,
And significance to the day,

That all you wished for is finally acheived,
And a new road is paved for new goals,
Made more attainable with the riches,
You just risked all for.

And if what you gain is not what you wanted,
But what you realize you actually need,
Then you have also become a different person,
And a little more free.

Though, it's alright,
If you've been waiting all your life,
For a journey like this.
Some people aren't even that alive.

Liberty

Try to stop and listen,
And remember what you hear,
And understand what it is that is said,
Before you think you have it clear.

When you are thinking back to all you've done,
And all you failed to do,
And the guilt you bore because of how,
The world chose to raise you,

Then take it all, the past and what you've heard,
And acknowledge what they mean to you,
But make sure they do not influence your deepest desires,
Whatever you do.

'Cause it's alright,
No matter what people think,
You can live your life however you want.
Do you see the link?

Early Retirement

This world can hoist you,
High above its head,
Rejoicing in the accolades it's handing you,
Its expectations fed.

But like life itself, it's so uncertain,
That you can be all it has proclaimed,
The doubt brimming so close to the surface,
Waiting to burst forth with blame,

Which itself is inevitable,
Unless you are, in truth, everything,
The world needs from one moment to the next,
Which is counter to the nature of human beings.

But it's alright,
If you've been raised and dropped before you die.
As long as you grabbed as much as you could while lauded,
And have enough money not to care for such wiles.

Travelling the World

You must stop focusing,
On the world in front of your eyes,
The world that thinks only of how to thwart you,
And in which all of your hope dies.

The one that you have to try to control,
Or at least ignore lest it drive you insane,
With all the judgment it is throwing on you,
For just being alive today,

And that exists only to make you feel,
Like what you've just done isn't right.
You have to leave this world and recognize,
That one exists that you don't have to fight.

And it's alright,
All your friends will be there, too,
Except as much more accepting and supportive people,
Who will feel they finally know the real you.

Happy Birthday

That is one year gone,
And an eternity to go,
Because if I know you well enough,
You'll be leaving things to the world.

One to contemplate for all eternity,
And one to use to make life better,
One to just enjoy for what it is,
And one change the way we treat each other.

And while you live, your face will conjure up,
Memories of good times to never forget,
And when I see you, even in my darkest moments,
I will instantly gain confidence.

And it's alright,
If you don't always find it easy,
I will be there with my hands out,
To help you walk to where you want to be.

Where One Lives

I have been through my own past,
With the eyes of who I am now,
With the distance of the years that make it,
Not what it was, anyhow.

It lacks the pain I'm sure must have existed,
It seems the best years anyone could live.
A mottled existence of highlights.
For such a life what would one not give?

Unless the joy I only see is an effect,
Of the joy I can only see now,
And that past only serves as a mirror,
Of how,

Everything is alright,
And tenses only serve to reflect that.
And soon I'll find out if the future's the same,
Reflection of that fact.

Making Goals

The fact that you are not,
What you always thought you'd be,
Is not something to wonder at.
That's the nature of reality.

We are always steps,
Away from our destination.
Well, that's not quite true,
For some have no direction.

And some are already where they want to be,
And this sounds like a contradiction,
And it is, though try to remember,
We're talking about the evolution,

Of being alright,
And it's never quite been the same,
Since the invention of the word,
And application of the name.

Cloud Time

Just because it's happened before,
Doesn't mean it happened for the same people,
Though, looking at the people it did happen for,
Do we want to change what's seen at all?

Yes, maybe we think that each generation,
Steps it up from the one before.
I think that's just time fooling all of us, though.
We just adapt to what we see, nothing more.

So what we need is for our environment,
To allow no evil acts at all.
Oops, is that the start of some fascist sentiment?
A throw-back to some state existing before the Fall?

Hey, it's alright,
That doesn't have to be a bad thing.
Though we'd need to get it right the first time,
To avoid the chance of it not working.

Progress

All the best intentions,
Can't make the best happen,
And when the thoughts of what you would do rose,
You assumed completion.

But what of all the time you never had,
To just sit and relax?
Some time must be taken to do that now,
Though that is not a proactive act.

And now all time is gone, and you have nothing,
While so many others have so much complete.
Sometimes I wonder why you dream at all,
Except to avoid your current responsibilities.

And it's alright,
You're not alone.
Well, unless you consider your physical state,
In which case I'd recommend getting something done.

Alone

What it really means,
To be alone,
Is not a product of the people around,
But of the people in your home,

And of the needs within your brain,
Like the cactus or the rush,
Whether nourished or starving,
Depends on your makeup.

And if you ask me,
I won't tell you either way.
Sometimes a person has a way of being,
That their needs just simply sway.

Which is alright,
If you can manage to live two lives,
Which is only possible if you don't think about it,
A quality that rarely thrives.

There Is No World Without Noise

Listen to the silence,
That really exists.
It makes you wonder why we fill it up,
With all this ambiance.

You can't say that we are attacked by noise,
Because without it I think we make our own.
Just because we'd rather hear ourselves,
Doesn't mean we want to be left alone.

Without ads we would be criers for ourselves.
Without the ocean, we'd need the sound of the birds.
Without the worries that run through our minds,
We'd still review every sound ever heard.

And it's alright,
Noise does not have to come in the form of sound.
Ask anyone who's never heard a thing,
And they'll still say that the world's too loud.

Winning Personality

Who is it that has said,
You can't give, you can only take offense?
A scary notion wielded in the wrong hand,
But, potentially, the key to calmness.

No two people are the same and so not every two people,
Can rub each other the right way,
Unless you yourself learn to enjoy all textures,
Even if some people say that's the wrong way,

To live because it's watering down your soul,
For how can an identity be so flexible?
I say true identity comes with the willingness,
To know that you're still you even if you let go.

So it's alright,
Try this experiment:
Get as close as you can to someone you can't stand,
And pay him a sincere compliment.

Mass Appeal

There is a very fine line,
In everything there is,
That can never be tread perfectly,
Without abandoning consciousness.

We were made to constantly deviate,
And crisscross perfection without touching it,
And become a different person with each crossing.
Life is just proximity to the target.

That is why things are called 'left' and 'right',
And why those who refuse to cross seem so stagnant,
Except to those who also refuse to leave their side,
Because there're fine lines within each fascist.

So, it's alright,
If you're stuck in a rut,
You've been crossing lines, though subtle ones,
You've just not appealled to a very large cut.

Communication

I think it is clear now,
So there's not much more to say,
Especially when things aren't looking like,
You'll be listening to me today.

Which is alright because part of,
The clarity's learning not to care.
Or rather understanding that whether you do or not,
Is neither here nor there.

Not to say that I want to separate,
Myself from you at all.
One day I'll learn how to see it clearly,
While still being part of the world.

And it's alright,
Until then we're still one,
And what I lack, you fill to the nth degree.
I'm talking about communication.

To 'You'

It's amazing how fast,
One's perspective on life,
Can change, it's like there is actually no one,
Who's identity one can call 'mine'.

So what of the people who keep,
A constant attitude?
Whether optimistic or fatalistic,
Are you always a different 'you'?

I guess the point is to always remember,
That you're not the same person as before,
Any moment, for your cumulative experiences differ,
And so what you owned is no longer 'your's'.

But it's alright,
The new you is someone, too,
And may give birth to someone who,
Becomes everything ever wanted by 'you'.

Go Ahead

You cannot be afraid,
To do things the way you do them,
'Cause if you try to do them another way,
Well, what then?

You'll never do it the best that you can,
You'll never feel right doing it at all.
Just make it right by listening to,
Your innermost call.

And if there are challenges be prepared to,
Defend your style for what it is.
No one knows the best way to do anything,
And no one way of doing anything's best.

And it's alright,
If it makes some people upset,
To see you doing things the best way you can.
Some people haven't figured out the world, yet.

You Never Die

This is not the way I want things,
With this constant reminder,
Ringing in my ears like an alarm clock,
Urging me on like a fire.

No life should be filled with this kind of imperative,
Even if one brings it upon oneself.
Time should adjust itself for each person,
For their own mental health.

And it does with the right outlook,
Isn't this a passed buck?
When all of the examples of past success,
Are really only past luck.

Though it's alright,
You have a lifetime to figure it out,
And that last moment of life will be an eternity,
In which you'll finally have no doubt.

The Secret

I think you should take my advise,
And just let everything go,
Elastisize yourself so that the pricks in your life,
Kind of pass you like the flow,

Of a river on a sunny day,
Refreshing your hot skin,
By absorbing the heat of your frustrations,
Built up by your need for adhesion,

To the ways you feel you'd like to live,
But by living that way in this world,
You're bastardizing your true spirit,
So, like I said, you have to let yourself go.

And it's alright,
If this involves a little humility,
You'll soon enough be enjoying your life,
Enough to not care about your identity.

The Rain

Like a moment in the rain,
When it's coming down from heaven,
So hard that the wetness does not even pause,
At your clothes before it hits your skin,

When you're transformed before the eyes,
Of those who chose shelter over the need,
To look after those things that can't help themselves,
Without a human's speed,

And though your transformation's instant,
Your mind has not been touched,
And the rejuvination you feel,
Is like a deep and decisive cut,

That makes you feel alright,
Finally, after a long time,
So do decisions of complete change,
Finally make you feel fine.

Let Live

Who are you to decide,
What anything is like?
You don't even know if the black I'm seeing,
Is anything like your white.

You don't even know if we are feeling,
The same things about the same things,
Or whether those same things are really the same.
I feel you're being ununderstanding.

And so what if what I'm doing does not seem,
Like the thing that you would do yourself.
If I ever found myself in your shoes,
I would be constantly looking for help,

To feel alright,
In what I'm doing,
Which would not be the most ideal situation,
Compared with my current state of being.

The Grind

How much does one have to do,
For the world as it is?
There was a time when it was thought,
That life would be easier with offices,

That we were not beasts and so we could,
With community rise above,
The need for any extraneous work,
And take care of each other 'cause of love.

But maybe I'm misinterpreting motives,
Maybe it really is about master and slave,
The irony being that we're always both,
And all have to work at something until our grave.

But it's alright,
These thoughts help get us through the day.
We are all in the same boat in society,
And no one can make it any other way.

Frustration

There are so many things,
That can go wrong,
It's surprising that it's surprising,
That things go wrong at all.

And what's the mechanism of adaptation,
That fails to engage in lieu of despair?
Sanity's purpose is never served,
By shutting down without a care,

Or smashing the furniture. Nothing is perfect.
Perfection leads to no action at all.
And action is all that humans have been made of,
Ever since the incident of the Fall.

And it's alright,
If you don't believe in all of that.
Belief, too, is an action,
And imperfection wearing another hat.

Fate

You can't always get what you want,
But you always get what you need,
And that is not necessarily something,
To which you might agree.

There's no telling why something happens,
Or if there was a reason behind it,
Even if you believe that there is something,
Out there that's omnipotent,

Like a god or something like karma,
Or anything that can supercede,
All of your intentions with its ultimate ends.
I doubt that's something you need.

But it's alright,
It's a great way to understand,
Why you might not get anything you want at all.
It's all for the greater ends.

Life and Change

Even though your life might change,
In very dramatic ways,
You yourself can never change,
Because each moment is a phase,

And each phase represents a different,
You than the one before,
Which means that you are never the same person.
That's what self-reflection's for.

So stop trying to hang onto who you are,
And begin going with the flow,
And if you want to keep some semblance of yourself,
Be self-aware as you go.

And it's alright,
If this scares you just a bit.
That just helps you appreciate who you are,
From this to the next moment.