On the subject of usWhat if I had saidThose things I have never meantWould you love me more?
InternetWe would talk face to face;Not screen to screen.But still you bring us together;Joined are the nations across the seas.We would read books,Hear the voice of oneBut still you are the bringer of free speech;We hear the voices of many.We have many faults,You may be one.But still and for now,you are the people,and the people you.
To DoI've a never ending list,of things I should probably do.The question is do I want to;The answer probably not
Creativitynever fizzles out;Retained from birth until death,simply hibernates
CreativityCreativity is retained from birth until death.It never fizzles out, simply hibernates.
The InnocentAll is not lost.They can be saved.Their hearts, so pure;Their minds, so free.No one will touch them;They will learn for themselves.
Hidden YouYou hide behind your logicWe must read between those lines,To define you is impossibleAs you don't show.You follow how you should be,Not as you wish.Your views are stolenTaken from a higher source,You are not your own,You only think,Not need.Your maturity grows sweetFrom the childhood you never had,You are beginning to unravel,Your world, crashingFalling off the frail truths you told,You will one day learn
RealityReality is a web of lies made by those to fearful to tell the truth
MistakesLove lostLove well spentFor from our mistakes we learnWe learn to love moreForget the painGet up and move on again