Nicholas Browning

Let Me Ask You a Question

Let me ask you a question:
Is it simple, or is it hard?
Is it complex, or just bizarre?
Will it be shaped, or left rugged;
Shall it be fixed, or left scarred?

 

The state of your mind is the state of everything else.
What you decide it to be,
What you think it needs.
Dress it up in flashy strings,
But whatever it will be, will be.