… to The Cars playing ‘All Mixed Up’.

A few recent thoughts keep knocking on this mental door of mine. The knocking that never stops.

After all, it is all mixed up isn’t it. When will the mad, stop being mad? When will the sad, stop being sad? When will the misunderstandings, be understood. And most importantly! When will the inhumane, see their wrongs and become humane again or for the first time?

“She said leave it to me, everything will be alright”.