Something Different

Oh mind oh mind oh mind. Do you mind if I stop listening to you? You tell me I gotta hold a grudge in order to protect myself. But the rancor does me more harm than what I need protection from, eating wormholes in my peace and sensibility. And if that's not bad enough, it doesn't work anyway. My heart eventually opens and I'm back where I started. So I'm just gonna make it easy on myself and quit considering your advice on such matters. Stick to what you're good at and I'll find a different way to live with the rest. I'm tired of your old ideas. I'm gonna do something different.