I have emerged.
Taken by the very essence of reality and thrown...
She's fat
she's skinny...
I'm a dragon
I follow the bandwagon...
Time knows no bound
Your thoughts carry sound...
Rivers flow down towards the bay
And with them, lifetimes swept away...
"Will Tomorrow Come?"
I can't fall asleep anymore at night...
Each year drags by...or so it seems
To lead straight to another...
The pen is a magical tool indeed in life
Its strokes more dangerous then a knife...
I came to be the shadow behind your back,
the shadow underneath your feet...
This life never was fair to me,
No matter how good I try to be...
Reflect upon the stars
you will find me there...
His sturdy hands work through
the stiffness of his art...