About Ghosts - of Our Own.

Those chains you carry everywhere you go
Never knowing why
Blaming others
Blaming your life a hell
Oh dear, you do not know a thing still.

Such a guilty, such an adult, such a brain you have
and for what do you use?
This age is not the one for your inner, child
and still not the one for your soul, elder
Do you look this age outside either?
Irrelevant, so, irrelevant.
Is too our days. Is our actions. Is our answers.
Is the labels. Is the sounds. Is the colours' tones.
Is everything.
There are 1001 understandings
for what we say or do.
There are 1001 ghosts
running behind us, chasing, like dragons,
until we learn the lesson.
These are the ghosts of our own that
we end up taking care of them,
without realizing they are not close to us for it.
Listen and repeat:
One, forward, two, forget, three, move on, four, what's on?

Some people learn so fast,
that comes in this life just to have fun.
But some, need to take 2 or 3 lives
to understand, learn and unleash.
Such simple steps.
Such confused minds.
For what? Nothing.

Such beauty is life.