These Stories

An unrealized potential Inflict this sickness on my mental Prison of my own creation Indecision hesitation Lines drawn in sand are easy to cross With a gust they're gone so who counts the loss That breeze can be what sets you free Or push around like a wave at sea Ego holds tight to these stories Picture tube selling me worries Am I me or just a mimicry Release to become infinity Found feeling in what once was numb No limit to what I become Let inhumanity be undone I believe you can be anyone Reaching up towards the sky Why is it so Divine Causing me to waste my time Unwind, I find my mind Tripping through the rocks of pain Understanding my own brain My heart full of flutters Release me into the gutters Ego holds tight to these stories Picture tube selling me worries Am I me or just a mimicry Release to become infinity Found feeling in what once was numb No limit to what I become Let inhumanity be undone I believe you can be anyone Heat dripping off my face Sweat of work full of waters grace Dancing and spinning its web towards the earth My heart is in this full of work I need to do for Me and you and yours and mine We labor all the time to pass the day that strays away into the night I dream of a better life Ego holds tight to these stories Picture tube selling me worries Am I me or just a mimicry Release to become infinity Found feeling in what once was numb No limit to what I become Let inhumanity be undone I believe you can be anyone Sustenance on the table Put them there with all that we are able What we want is just a little peace A bit we can bite And chew Without gritted teeth Don't you see what we really need? Ego holds tight to these stories Picture tube selling me worries Am I me or just a mimicry Release to become infinity Found feeling in what once was numb No limit to what I become Let inhumanity be undone I believe you can be anyone