Im Sooo Misterunderstood's blog: "rantnravings of a man gone mad"

I feel the winds changing

I tire of sitting

and sitting

not doing a thing

alas my freedom

does quickly approach

like a kite

cut free from its string

these words come direct

from our muse for this tale

he feels trapped

and quite ready to go

in which ever way

the wind wishes him to head

he in trust his life

to its flow



I feel the winds changing

I claim no address

I detest the thought

of getting mail

to the same location

for the rest of my life

I'd rather catch the breeze

and sail

I am a balloon on the loose

I have NO set path

theres no telling

my direction

the blue sky,

the clouds,

the sun's gentile kiss

these are my only protection

no more is needed

what more can one ask

a hot meal

from time to time

well thats about all

and with those few request

I have such peace

of mind



I feel the winds changing

no explaining why

but who's asking not me

I am ecstatic

I can kick up my heels

and take a quick nap

my pilot is set

to automatic

a rolling stone

gathers no moss

this phrase rings out

so true

for he visions himself

to be this rock

and wishes for

no mildew



I feel the winds changing

I tire of sitting

admitting defeat

in my quest

would be worst than submitting ,

just quiting ,

giving ,

indeed a fate worst than death

in the most horrid of ways

that would amaze the grim reaper

even make him lose

his meal

consider changing professions

so bad in fact even

he could not believe it

was real

being reincarnated

and murdered again

and again

so what do I do???

I would gladly give kisses

to feet or concrete

if I could be blown

straight to you...