Goals and Detours

Goals and Detours

Anxiety Motor
Phone distract
Is it the ego?
The point?

Move past it outside
Sleeping still old tree friend
One day you can hear me talk
The sound of children playing is pleasing
Nostalgic
All at once everything
You can choose what to take in
Its fear and control
Waste space time sigh

So you have goals
To enjoy detours
A tranquil place
Anxiety motors are quiet
Coexistence
This song is called Spirit Animal
And when it comes to being around other people
I become neutral
In fear of…
I don’t know what in fear of

Plan one journey
Climb one mountain
And from the peak
You can see another
Why is there a fucking fence here?
This space exists to have all the fun in
Games, games, games
I have a little place over there where I
can slip past the gate

When inside there’s a fear calling
A fear of death
It lies outside of your control
Let it swallow you
It looks so friendly
Nature control
Nature control
The space of chaos
Explore outside of fear
Wear your mark of death proudly with you
The red nose
Those are comfort zones
The trail, the house
The trail the house
Over the fence
Anyone can meet anywhere
And its a beautiful
Thing