Give yourself a fictitious identity
And live it for a few days.
See the world through those eyes.
Feel the fears, the cheers, the love and the hate.
Laugh at every moment you wish to,
And dance when ever the music demands.
Be spontaneous. Make friends, appreciate art, cry about the things that worry you.
Love like you've never loved before,
Like you have only few days on this planet to exist,
To distribute the limitless amount of love you've been gifted with.
Be a traveler on a path you've always been a tourist on.
Make the mistakes you always wanted to.
Be afraid of nothing and live like there actually is no tomorrow.
Stay up all night.
Talk about stardust, fairies, molecules and pizza.
Tell your deepest secrets, feel fully your inhibitions.
Realize that both you and the night are only as old as you want it to be.
Talk non-stop but enjoy also the few moments of silence when the world slows down,
And it feels like the time has frozen.
Notice the leaves, the puddles, the grass below your feet.
Meet strangers- confide in them your troubles, your dreams and aspirations.
Listen to them too- to their worries, happiness and musings.
And then go away from them,
Like a minute of an hour that never returns.
Stay away from people,
Or stay with them,
But don't lose yourself.
Remind yourself of your importance,
Of how you are an entire universe within yourself.
Live the fictitious identity any way you wish,
Be someone you don't know,
Or someone you want to know,
Or be someone you've always known.
And live it for a few days.
See the world through those eyes.
Feel the fears, the cheers, the love and the hate.
Laugh at every moment you wish to,
And dance when ever the music demands.
Be spontaneous. Make friends, appreciate art, cry about the things that worry you.
Love like you've never loved before,
Like you have only few days on this planet to exist,
To distribute the limitless amount of love you've been gifted with.
Be a traveler on a path you've always been a tourist on.
Make the mistakes you always wanted to.
Be afraid of nothing and live like there actually is no tomorrow.
Stay up all night.
Talk about stardust, fairies, molecules and pizza.
Tell your deepest secrets, feel fully your inhibitions.
Realize that both you and the night are only as old as you want it to be.
Talk non-stop but enjoy also the few moments of silence when the world slows down,
And it feels like the time has frozen.
Notice the leaves, the puddles, the grass below your feet.
Meet strangers- confide in them your troubles, your dreams and aspirations.
Listen to them too- to their worries, happiness and musings.
And then go away from them,
Like a minute of an hour that never returns.
Stay away from people,
Or stay with them,
But don't lose yourself.
Remind yourself of your importance,
Of how you are an entire universe within yourself.
Live the fictitious identity any way you wish,
Be someone you don't know,
Or someone you want to know,
Or be someone you've always known.
