I long to be a bird,
So I could fly away...
What is Life?
Is it breathing the sweet air as you run and play...
Sharp slashing steel silver blade; a sword
carried by the man in black cloth...
Suede Green leaves
whispering gently...
We all walk along the road we choose
Absorbed in our own dreams...
I have found the perfect blossom,
That is sculpted to perfection...
This endless cycle goes around
Taunting me with out a sound...
Loneliness is the time
when all in the world...
Piercing through the awkward silence,
The raspy voice I held within...
Frustrations of this life
Are filling my head...
Everyone needs a moment
to hide for self reflection...
I see a girl who wants to be happy,
All she wants is love...