Written somewhere around 2011
Looking through the glass I see you
Wondering how to pass through to you
How to reach the world you live in
How to make the world you live in real
You are happy, smiling, crying
Living life on high speed riding
Every wave and making
Some of your own
It is life in vibrant color
Contrast high and moving forward
Nothing ever seems to stay the same
No comments:
Post a Comment