This is not a poem. This is aimed to be lyrics for a song. The only obstacle I have is the fact that I have no singing voice. Like nothing at all, unless you want to be tortured then get me to sing. So if you get inspired by my words then feel free to #singmylyrics and link back your video or recording.
Verse 1
Lyrical or hysterical
Fictional or mental
Shut your judgemental instincts
And open your kindness within
You, of course. Who else I’d be talking about?
But now you know there is no way back out
Just keep marching ahead
With your head filled with illusionary images
Limiting your true knowledge
What am I talking about? You still don’t get it?
Wasted thoughts
They have no meaning if they’re not being spoken out loud
Or do they?
Someone must have thought of them
Chorus
Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time
Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine
Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?
When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?
Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?
Verse 2
The limits
Heavy words shoved into a short sentence
Put a question mark at the end
To make it sound more complex
But in reality I’m only speaking about what you thought
Without worrying what my family and friends will know
Or perhaps I’m just creating fiction and these are not my ideas
But simply my imagination running around producing some crazy theories
Or could they be my future memories?
Chorus
Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time
Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine
Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?
When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?
Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?
Verse 3
Tomorrow I did something stupid
My future memories are coming back to me in the past
At last
Watching what I said to my close ones
5 years from now
If I could see it and feel it how would I behave right now?
Would I tell myself that it will be all fine somehow?
Would I pat myself on the back
When all I did was slack?
Dreaming about how the past was in the future
Would it confuse my head?
Chorus
Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time
Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine
Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?
When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?
Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?
Outro
I believe I will remember the feelings better
My past self is nodding and I have nothing against her
So it’s time to decide: feelings or actions?
What’s more important to me: the wholeness or the fractions?