If I was born free,
then I am a bird of flight...
YOU
Sweet mother...
Be slow to love before doing something you would...
Be eager to explore because everything in life has...
I was called to go in,
go in and find the small sky...
Make believe & broken dreams,
A merry-go-round of in-between's...
I look at you and I know what you want.
I look at her and I tell her what she wants to...
Falling high above ground
way above his minds eye...
On the seventh day with no restriction in sight,
leaving a cloud, a cliche he tarnished...
They come from seeds
Or a family-tree...
You are born without a choice.
You live, so rejoice...
Philosophical
Alcoholic sapience...
Don't be angry with things which
you know can't change to better...