The heart tells you to just go for it. But it stops when the head starts its thinking job.
A burden, a heartache, a yes, no or maybe...
Looking never seems enough, never it will be enough.

I run, i race to the finish point. As time stood still, my decision quivers.
Sometimes, some things are just not meant to be.
Sometimes, what you see is what you get.
Sometimes, shit is all that you get.
Sometimes, shit seems like good ol gold.
Sometimes, shit cannot be flushed down.
But all the time, its meant to go down the 'si-hang'.

I'm high on something i don't know. i know.
Probably i had too much of think-ology and work-ology to think right.
He needs a break, so do i.
We all need a break. Sometimes, get things done...
Talk over it, no playing hide and seek..
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Easy as it seems, everyone in the earth agrees its never easy to do.
At least think about it or attempt to do is good enough for the soul.

May i rest in peace tonight.