Do you crave me to care that your fear is keeping...
sleeping through fear is easier said than done...
They try to devour our destiny
with their devoted pattern of breaking us down...
When I no longer yearn, to read a new book
Nor want to travel, for my eyes to look...
Sometimes when life gets you down,
You just need to stop and look around...
I walk outside and I feel the sun,
I think of the battles, I have won...
I'm just like a book
Everybody can read...
I'm a god
Born to create...
Since time of walk we layed them down
Our golden footprints upon this ground...
He started the race not knowing the end
But determined to win is what he intends...
Scores of endless anxious crashing waves
Leaving me totally paralysed...
This is a sad story about a rose and a dove
One day when flying over he couldn't help but fall...
I used to sit down on the floor, and stare myself...
I hated everything about me, and I wanted to...