I use to sit around in younger days
and think of life...
Oh God, Why is life so sad?
Why do women get beat up...
Sitting here I find
While I'm old, everything thrives...
I can feel nothing...
if only betrayed by dreams and lies...
To walk in a filed of daisies
The sun guiding the footsteps...
Time flakes away,
Like paint off a wall...
Children are just like miracles
they amaze us every single day...
Everyday I contemplate
What it would take...
I wonder if the world we know is not here
Is death really our worst fear...
Lying can pierce you like a flying metal dart
Like a stabbing saber straight through you heart...
Soda Life
Lots of soda...
It glides silently
Hinting at a raging storm...