I truly try to be this light breath of feathers
that glides through life simply enjoying it.
But honestly, I don’t think I´ll ever be.
I am chaos, I am calm, I am everything in between.
I have ambitions and no resilience to reach them.
I have feelings that I don’t understand
and that hit me to ground.
I have love, hate, joy, regret,
and all the other companions.
And some days I have everything and feel nothing. And
I am supposed to be this huge rock,
that gets stuck at every corner of life,
because it’s trying to get ahead too fast.
one day I´ll at least be a pebble stone instead.