Hey, why are we only allowed to look back?
When we do, and we see bad, we get depressed.
When we do and see good, they call it pride.
Why can’t we look forward?
’cause when you do and see bad you get anxious – But if it’s good they’ll say “delusion”.
Uhm, so what should we look at now?
We’re well fed, yet still sad, and yet still, glad.
Man, what’s with all this confusion?
Started with the puzzles when we were six… And now a devil is flooding us with treats and tricks.
Or so I have heard. Hey, apparently I’m fighting an invisible battle. Apparently we’re now fighting the Crowned Prince himself…
Yeah, so much confusion. So many lost lives. So many scared wives. So many scared Kings, and Queens and Ministers behind masks…
Okay enough of blurred remarks:
I’m getting so big for the place I’m standing in that I’m afraid I need to quickly find my next spot.
But fear is for the weak, and as weak as I can be, I hate it and I’m still willing to put a fight.
As I walk into this darkness I hope I’ll keep my charm and my calm and bring forth to the front now, everything I’ve learnt because WOW.
I hate looking forward because it makes me feel small, but as I write this, I hope I’ll leave these silly truths here because I’ve got to write my path and through the dark, there’ll shine a star, then another, and more, until the sun comes around.
Another day that I’m looking forward to, and today one I’ll look back at, and there and then I’ll meet the Standard.