go and go and go around the circle

We always think of what is the best
My mom wants me to get the best education
Your fiancé would like the best home for the future
I am researching to see what life is the best

Regardless of the approach to more or less the same question
The wise man would prefer the subjective happiness
The alpha boy likes expensive, big, and sexy things
The hippies just stick with marijuana and flowers

Though at the end they are all connected and not that different
Reevaluation reveals uselessness of wondering for the best
Rethinking shows similarity among different approaches
Re-understanding of all comes down to the nothingness

me aint cool, bru.

everyone says one have experienced huge obstacles
everyone unlike everyone knows what the poverty is like
everyone has gone through the shittest of the shits
everyone was, if not is still, a gangster

on celebrating the last day of classes

when i was little, my family climbed a mountain every month
being the youngest, i complained the most - are we there yet?
witty dad always told me - just around the corner
of course after 1, 2, &3 corners, i still didn't see a top

then a few years rolled out, i havent seen a top yet.
i have jumped a hurdle one at a time, one after another
just high school, just this semester, just one more final
now i am telling myself, just one last year in university

that. that corner. monumental? cornerstone? but by now,
i know i wouldnt even be close to a top even after this corner
maybe i am taking a wrong corner, maybe a top is a illusion
sometimes i wish i never started climbing up this mountain

my favorite word in english

f r i e n d

sister sister sister

we all have high expectation and high standard.
high goals, .. high vision, .... high love

growing with overflowing mediums on american dream,
our souls are already washed out

everyone talks a lot about and shows us high life
great figures, great achievements, great careers

so well done, that we forget about that contamination
and we put ourselves to be less than happy,

less than what we, beautiful souls, really are.

are we forgetting how to be good friends?

one night, one person, asked, one question
"why do you hang out with them?"

which originally baffled me
then confused and upsetted me
followed by my understanding
which has lingered in my head

and now i would like to ask back
"why do you hang out with them?"

nothing ever important

life is now
drug is parallel
music is mood

g.c.d. (2007)

the highest task

is to be oneself, completely natural and honest
it does take some confidence but not too much
open a soul, let others touch that vulnerable self

is to come to terms with one's weakness
and let them know of yours and know others
so they will see the transparent vulnerable self

is to balance between sixteen thousands egos
walking right on that fine line with a sincere smile
holding hands of others to love vulnerable myself

Do You Realize?

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round