And there it is,
and then it's gone
again.
Sum ergo cogito
So I am...is it me,
Or do I think it's me?
I am longing to meet this future me,
A shadow of the future future me,
Surely not through looking back,
The one, the true one I once met
surely not through regret,
nor anger, not, yet.
And there it is, again, like a ghost,
a shadow, a feeling of a sensation, lost.
Found, lost and found again.
And this pain, a new pain.
Terror, anxious thoughts of diseases and death
Of falling apart and gasping for breath,
Thoughts of having such thoughts
All of this not helping,
Just need to pause and let go, positive thoughts,
That's helping.
Dancing, ungracefully riding, rising, falling
The fun of this horror; the hormonal roller coaster
And so be it, all the good stuff,
The avo wrap, the golden pill,
the Nero D'Avola, Nero coffee,
And more cavolo, and more coffee
Greens and green tea, toxins, out, toxins, in
In and out the dusty blue belles.
To sleep, perchance to cream;
Serum, argan, anti age,
Hey I just wanna scream
Like a lioness in a cage
Here's a crazy thought
Here's a scary thought
There, it is...now is gone
Please, please tell me now
Singing Simon Le Bon
Is there something I should know?
