Hippie

by Prema   Jun 9, 2013


Those colors so bright
No dark to swollow our hearts
All those memories we have
Race through our lungs
Beat to our hearts command
Create our own exsistence
Traveling to an unknown destination
To the end we follow what our hearts desire
Wherever we end up
I'll always smile
Till the sticks and stones
Under our toes
Break to pieces as we please
Those people dont realize
How foolish we are
No matter
We'll smile and sing songs
Laugh and wonder why
We have the need
To worry what others think.

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