(for all time)

Long winded rants that lead to nowhere

Whistling in the wind
To be heard by
Know one

Who knew what was better for them?

Is it any good?

Dreaming of a far off place

I know we all make mistakes

But there's no reason to
When you could know that
They've all been made before

All the wiser

For the lesser

All the better

But honestly

It doesn't have to be this way

When the rants could be laughs

And the world could be

All the mind

I was the key
In the k-hole

And the dream
Was a mirage
At the end
Of a Mad Hatter's
Tea party

And I felt amazed

To be the opening

And the closing

To it all

Corporations

Greed

And their prophet-less-ness's

The creeping hand of death curtails

Your control

Looking for it's opportunity

To strike

The fragile line between light

And dark

I can't wait until I know everything

So I can have all the fun with all the world

But do you want to be that?