i gotta let go of something, to get something. but i get nothing, from nothing. when i try to give up literally, i let go spiritually. and end up bruised battered and scorned, like the swift winds from a terrible storm. but i let it go anyways, cuz i know it can't stay. only but a little while, and so i smile. and drop it to the floor, under my feet--to be seen no more. and i turn around, only to view an unknown sound. of the lost ppl of old, grasping to smother my soul. with their hatred of me, let me use a bigger word--their animosity. lowering me further into a deep dark pit, smelling like--well u already know it. but still i let it go, cuz i don't know. what's making me hold on to nothing, to get something. that i've always had, i guess to make ppl glad. but that can't be right, cuz my life is darkness--and something is the light. but i haven't figured out what it is, maybe it's none of my biz. but time will only tell, if from this disease i have--i'll be well. but who understands what i'm saying, do you think i'm playing? cuz if u think that's what i'm doin', then why do i have the thoughts in your head movin'??????