Where's Your Will To Be

Listen, Real Poetry Doesn't Say Anything; It Just Ticks Off The Possibilities. Opens All Doors. You Can Walk Through Anyone That Suits You.

Expose Yourself To Your Deepest Fear; After That, Fear Has No Power, And The Fear Of Freedom Shrinks And Vanishes. You Are Free.

Keep Your Eyes On The Road, Your Hands Upon The Wheel.

All Our Lives We Sweat And Save, Building For A Shallow Grave.

I See Myself As A Huge Fiery Comet, A Shooting Star. Everyone Stops, Points Up And Gasps "oh Look At That!" Then - Whoosh, And I'm Gone... And They'll Never See Anything Like It Ever Again... And They Won't Be Able To Forget Me - Ever.