Life

The wind has its changes of course,

Life can't be tamed like a horse,

No one is really free,

Not like they want to be...

The world is lost in thought,

What you thought it was, was not

Here's the reason why,

What's so perfect, when you die?

Who's the one who cares?

What values are there to share?

They say love is here,

But where?

Why do we bother with friends,

When eventually relationships end.

And the world just keeps going,

And that cold wind keeps on blowing.©KCP '06