Retune?

Too many things to say, feels like only silence can speak them all.
Too many expressions, feels like only a smile can show them all.
Too many things...just too many, who can do them all.
When you’ve tried wisdom and it don't work and foolishness don't too.
And you’ve tried being better than you and it don’t work and being you don't work too.
Then you tried music and silence, and calmness and violence
And sadness and madness,
And you’ve stopped and you’ve tried again
And you’ve done everything and almost nothing was the gain
Pause and think again...read through it again
Say your prayers more slowly, more sincerely, again and again

When you’ve rushed and you’ve waited
You’ve told the truth, feelings stated
In rhymes and bold lines
Spilled things only found in gold mines
Done deeds your pride forbids and imaginations can't conceive
And it still don’t work.
Pause and think again...read through it again
Say your prayers more slowly, more sincerely, again
And the pain
Might just be your answer.

The last line don't always end with a rhyme...that's reality, that's life's poetry.
Some things only begin to make sense when you realize it wasn't meant to.
So switch; mode ‘re-tune’...I hope to see you when I get to the moon.

[don't blame me if i can't keep 'em to myself, that's why I got a blog...lol btw, the soundtrack i was listening to was just too inspiring...I had to write stuff]