Dude, listen to this...

There will com a day not far from now
When I'll stop asking why and how,
When I can just let things be,
and stop viewing the world from the inside out.
Life moves outside ourselves, yet all things become personal
When we fail to let go of the self, when we see ourselves in relation to all.
I need to take a step back and see things as they really are.
Reality is not what you feel, impersonal, perceived from afar.
Our minds, a raging storm unchecked,
Smearing our pain across the canvas of the event
Seeing life as living hell,
Feeling pain as heaven-sent.
The pain is there when you project,
The ideals you stand to protect,
Upon a mind with a will of it's own;
Freedom to trespass it will not let.
Conflict occurs at this impasse
As parties seek to make their dreams real.
The dreams exist outside our own sphere,
So stay away, draw not near.
Leave my space, to let it bloom;
Let not your darkness, my dreams consume.
Break this chain binding my limbs
Let me go, let life begin.
And I will not falter, God willing I'll not fail.
He brings the rains, He stops the hail.
Tosses me about and leaves me on the shale,
Where cold becomes warmth, patience has prevailed.
I exist here now, because here I was before,
and here I will remain, forevermore.
I am where I'm supposed to be,
as God intended, perpetually.
Here is there, then is now,
and now is when God allows.