I wanna feel blue

Blue as my old dark blue cap.

I feel I’ve seen enough, I think.

It is so very tiring to try

Always to try your best

Self-induced condition to smile

When smiling is tiring,

When wandering in the land of goals,

Where to achieve is to thrive,

Where not to is to dive

Into stagnate cold waters.

Self-induced shivers.

I remember when the red warm light,

Through my childhood bedroom window,

Was melting all the bad thoughts of my day

And let place to growing hopes and heavy desires,

Those that straightened my back and my joy to obey

At the simple rules that life conjured onto me.

When my old dark blue cap

Covered in ease and lull

Is to be put on hold

I feel less and less blue

And I wonder why.

And here again the high tides

And I wish I knew why.