Is it time to cry? Is it time to fly The future is unknown I don't know why days are sad words are glad evening alone my favorite time 1 to 3 is mine I hear the breathing, I hear the weeping I see the time pass, the grace that last I don't feel older My surroundings are colder I pass the time wisely cause my heart is infinity
Your mind is a ring, It's wrapped around you and sings. From birth to death it never leaves you the mystical, the rain, the due, the pain. Your mind is where the happiness escapes you, you chase, you find, you build, you unwind, when flowers are in bloom, there like people connected to the roots. We see, we observe, were jealous, we hurt, It's all in the mind and the games we play, Your happiness is within you already, stop sulking and go out and play. Continue reading...
