A journey today, a journey tomorrow each day you...
If a stranger was in pain
Is there anything you would do...
Wishing I had not read those words
Would rather be alone in my mind...
I love my not-so-perfect body
I love my frustrating hair...
Walking across the land that is ours,
Too tired to continue fighting wars...
A poem he wrote on his outstretched hands
The kindhearted, a few read and understand...
I know how easy it is to make a wrong turn
I believe you must learn what I had to learn...
If you starve yourself from food
Perfection's what you'll win...
It slipped through fingers as water from a stream
As do the song of robins die just merrily...
As shining tears slowly form in my eyes
A hand is placed lovingly on my arm...
A strange unique world,
Full of nonsense and fun...
Behind my lonely house there is a shore
eagles love to stay there till the very end...