Her blonde hair tied back
her head held up high...
Feelings deep within
Calm and at peace...
World of peace comes
When we each shed the light...
Once upon a time
No one even...
Many things can be broken,
like a twig when go on a nature walk...
All the world's a painting,
And all the men and women solely pigments...
So the beauty of the world
lies in the sheer splendor...
What is life?
Is it to love and then hate...
Miss Independent, she yells and screams,
Its pretty crazy in my daydreams...
Totally doomed
in a world which isn't mine...
NOTHING LAST FOREVER SO LIVE IT UP AND DRINK IT...
I'm longing for vision in these blinded eyes
A glimpse of light in these overcast skies...