Revised - From the backup

fix your own self?

And your inner chaos your lost
waiting to find an eternal truth
yet it only lasts for seconds in time


fix the world?

And in this universal chaos we are all lost
waiting to meet each other even for a glimpse
letting go of any desires or any possesions
pushing against any sticking stardust
consuming any bright light we see in the dark
as if this brightness will become one of our own qualities



fix his mind?

And in his vortex you drown
waiting for the wind to change
or for the gravity to turn upside down its law
and bring you both back on the surface
on this spring's clear breeze


fix the 'system'?

fuck them, fuck them
turn them in
laugh at them as you can laugh at every failing clown
and screw every fucking rotten bit of them
make sure that they won't do the same to any other lost man