Nobody knows what it’s like to be me.
I haven’t a clue what it’s like to be you.
For some, today is just another day
But eyes can’t hide a heart that’s not okay.
It’s actually not just another day.
And then, she said, let it go let it be let your mind cease to think you can change anything but your thoughts. Day by day, like emerging from a bottle of ink a thought is born and suddenly Now is all there is. I don’t have much patience she said, oh go ahead lay down your head, Let it be. Let me be. Is that me who just said that? I’m sorry, I can’t seem to let go of the idea of you. Or was that yesterday?