I felt for sure last night.
That this life is not a fight.
But something to care for.
Something to make your own.
I always feel a different way ever day.
Wondering is there a reason to be.
So i walk about on the street.
As i look around on this bleek cloudy day.
I realize that its going to rain.
Running for shelter hands over my head.
My faith in life is misled.
So I walk about on the streek.
As i look around on this sunny day.
I realize that the world is beautiful.
Running free with my hands held high.
My faith in life is now sky high
