Besides No Real Goods

Besides No Real Goods

I know that I'm not really good, however, I'm not really bad either

But imagining that you could accept me in pride makes me simply glad

You can call me names of unknowingness, challenge, and feelings

You can make me desperately, happily and longingly sad

I accept that kind of some mystery

I accept that kind of no good for good

I accept that kind of lonesomeness

I definitely know that I should

You know that I'm surely afraid

I know for sure that you are "as well"

You have suffered your agonies, so did I

How far “or near”. - None can tell.

You're adorable, your kind, you’re cute

You've enchanted me with your cozy spell

You enlightened a candle of warm dizzy light

Within a shady and gloomy prison cell

You made and make my day

Grave and easy, dark and light

All mighty and so terrible war

Worthwhile a new so fight

You bring that kind of contrast

An invisible blueprint of such a life

You are my enchanted melody now

My classic Waltz and "gayly" Jive

I need a bar, a beat and unmistakable

But, please, play it smoothly and gently

Drive me like a Mustang or a Rover

Better treat me like a Bentley

There are stones of melancholy and glumness

Deep in my soul all buried out of breath somehow

Can you touch them in peaceful wonder?

Course them to the sea of NOW?

The sea of all can happen again

Stormy or sunny weather

The sea of being free

Together

I can't see you the way I feel

I can't see you clear at all

You may be tiny so far

Anything but small

Don't know what to be, but basically myself

So "motherless childish" lost in every way and a ‘gate

Don't know where to go, but where you're supposed to be

My arrival for to prepare yourself or just lovingly await

You’re doing great, you're doing fine

I'm impressed to express

I like you a lot

I guess

You are my heart for now

My good, as you say, inner core

You are my new country and maybe

My true hometown to explore

HC_B - 26/07/15

[6:48 PM]