The world is my canvas Full of confusion And chains My surroundings insist on me Holding on to the Pain but Why? Why I ask myself have we Gotten To this point where we See things for what they are not How can I? Look one in the eyes And know it isn’t them Should I even go forward Without seeing whats next I just always ask Myself Through Thought and vibration Is the way you intended it God? If the clouds Can shift Can we humanity as a whole do so too Or do we stand as still As the The thought of time Before it came to be Maybe if we just broke The barrier of impossible Within the what ifs Then We could grasp the concept Of structure in reality Differently
Then again this is just just a thought from a young boy.
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Life, at times, is full of irony, People talk roses but their deeds reap weeds.. Oh yeah! On one hand they pretend to be mascot of peace, On the other hand they don’t hesitate to suffocate anyone else’s speech. On
Metallic spacecrafts cloud the sky Griffins, Dragons and Fairies spread their wings and fly Mermaids come on the back of Dolphins singing their sacred song of Precedent Well I wouldn’t of believed it either if I hadn’t of seen it
Not superficial, real inside, something was ruined. Tonight I will walk out in dark beyond me. Creased, under tyranny of love, wanted to unwrite the script in the stampede of sins. Impeachment throws up the shock syndrome. No wish to