This little thing we have been handed, so many times been taking it for granted.
Reminded how precious it is as the seed is planted.
But when it don’t grow, confused over all the things we wanna know that we dont know. The picture in mind so clear but it dont show.
How come we realize all the meaningfulness when most feels meaningless.
Like without bad, good doesnt get a meal.
Without sad we wouldn’t get a feel, so when reality strucks the picture becomes real.
Ideals set to be followed to give the colorless shades some color.
No matter how tall the tree gets we always want it to be taller.
Happy for what I got, sad for what i lost
If you ask me if ive forgot, if I ever would step back over the lines that I crossed. I would say I’ve done what I felt that I must.
And if ive ever done you wrong I blame it on time and that it has gone to long. So that everyday once again became everyday and memories blurished all from strong to be able to once again remind me where I belong in life prolong. Seize every single moment that im handled with a salute, so long.
Some say without hope everything is lost but when everything is lost all we have is hope.