In and Out of my Mind
Sometimes your in. and sometimes your out.I wish I could just shove you out.
The problem is the walls, not the door.
The door is old, no security what so ever,
easily opened, but it jams sometimes.
There's no oil in the hinges.
But even with no oil, there's no sound when it opens or closes,
Only sometimes I realize when it happens.
When it jams, there's nothing you can do. it's JAMMED
I have a picture of you in that room.
I see it everyday, well, not EVERY day, but almost
sometimes I get a lot of spam mail and it takes me all day to go through it.
But I like looking at your picture.
You look so pretty in it.
I used to live my whole life inside that room.
Recently I found the door, cause I just hadn't seen it before.
I know I just didn't want to see it before.
Going out into the forest is scary. so scary.
the room is safe.
but in the end, the issue is not the door. it's the walls.
there should not be any walls. I think that's the goal.
just live in the forest, in harmony.
just let it flow.
anyway.
Your picture was the only picture I wanted to see a couple of weeks ago.
I admit I got a little carried away.
but that's just the thing. I need to let myself get carried away.
I'm sorry I had to speak about it.
or... maybe I'm not all that sorry,
just disappointed.
i thought you were less insecure. you looked that way.
and still do. sometimes.
but like everyone else. it's just a front.
so you don't have to face the things that could and most likely would hurt.
you're really nice, but you should relax when I get close.
I'm disappointed. that's all.
I don't feel angry. I do feel a little sad.
it could be great. but your seat belt is still on.
what am I saying...
it's more like a security harness.
You won't let your heart loose if you have any say in the matter.
that's a shame.
Be free.
This sounded more like it's always in my mind.
But I have to thank her, for showing me to love,
above everything else. to love, with your heart.
not with your belly. love with your heart.
Thank you.