i want to live simply

I want to live simply
No debt and few bills.
But I needed a two story
tucked away in the Mills.
I want to live simply
No logos, and no brands.
But these Pumas look good
In the palm of my hands.
I want to live simply
Yet isn't life grand?
But I mustn't ever live
too far from the sand
and the ocean and waves and tiny sea creatures
And the Cape's the only place
that has all of these features.
I want to live simply
But the car, house and sand
Cost is enormous for a piece of this land.
An arm and a leg and a head and my dreams
And sometimes I can feel the tear at the seams
Unraveling faster is it all in my head?
Cause I stress about work and I won't leave my bed.
And I wake up all night and I can't sleep at all
And I wonder what the fuck is the point of this all?
For the people I serve
Don’t care, not at all
As I lose myself faster in the heat of it all
I'm burning and turning while my skin is on fire
And my heart is the fuse at the center of pyre.
For if she'd stop talking and speaking her wishes
Then my brain could just focus more on these dishes
And laundry and sweeping and making the house right
So the kids can come home and destroy it tonight.
Then the next day we’ll all just do it again
While my heart yells at me to pick up a pen
Or sit at a desk, computer, or tablet
Why can't you just write while you're thinking about it??!
But the house is a mess
And it needs to be clean
So I turn on some music to drown out her screams
Cause my heart, what she wants, I really can't get
Though I'm much too afraid to take the first step
Or to sit and take time
to chase after my dreams
Cause really what does all of that mean?
For most of us work in places we hate
With people who lie and come to work late
Who don't do what they're told or keep their lives clean
And these are the cogs that break the machine.
As the world turns and we all go to bed
Those are the thoughts that enter my head
And if, like me you feel all of these notions
Then take head of Heart, and all her emotions.
For one tiny step, no matter how small
Is how it begins when we're heading the call.
 
 
 
 
 
 

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  1. jb's avatar jb says:

    Your writings pull me into them..never stop writing.

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