JAN 29

Visionary Me

Visionary me, Nature.
The exciting day, the shining sun, the people I am interested in,
The happiness of the people I can not fell,
The warming sun I can not touch, but enjoying,
The calm lake I can not float on, but sitting next by,
The heart of the hot girl I can not own,

Everything in the nature seems escape from me,
like I am visionary to them.
The squirrels are running between the trees, collecting foods for the winter,
The leaves are falling down among the branches, waiting for their new lives,
The trees are still standing strongly, holding for their manliness,
The connections between them are still close,
But I, the visionary me, is separated from them,
It seems like I am the air in the top of the mountain,
It seems that I am the white colon button of the dryer,
It seems that I am the wheat bread in the laundry,
It seems, I should not be in this world,
Stay away in the galaxy,

I love the nature, I must run next to the lake without any decoration,
Now I am jumping out of the mountain, die among you guys,
I am rewriting myself to press button, touched by your dirty fingers
I am repainting myself to bread, feeling the peanut butter put by you guys.
I am no longer separated, I am in the nature now,
Although I will be dead, dirty or shit ,
I am still one of you guys, you can leave me , I am living in you.
Let’s jump of the mountain together,
Let’s become the dirty dryers together,
Let’s become the bread of peanut butter together,
Then you and me, are in the nature.