As I fear,
am I vulnerable,
I hope not the lightening within, flames in,
As I think, it ain't gonna work,
isn‘t any perk, 'n it hits me,
As the conscious stuck in the slime, with an energyless plume
As I realize trees grow 'n wither,
self-love blossoms, 'n masks with veil blinds,
on the heights fruits ripened, none to be reached.
As thought of me fades,
am I nearing to the verge of death,
I wish to be a flare alive, spreading warmth and bright.
We gotta be happy, without being soapy,
If it was little away from convenience,
wouldn’t it be convincing, heartfelt and enduring
We wanna live 'n wanna survive
What we have a say,
As we thrive to recover 'n heal off
We wanna pause 'n wanna relax off
Why gotta me to write
As we ought find a way to smile 'n cheer up,
We wanna chill 'n wanna have peace
If we were unknown of the spirit flame within
sometimes numbness is the heal, to clean the trail
We wanna be clear, dear to near'n dear,
If it would have been real and not as the ink,
While all this is virtual, nearing futile 'n burial
As We hope 'n wish,
We are a delighted dish,
The flavors to rejoice, with the spices blending in.
Just wonder of a stranger's compassion
As i think,
Be as you are, a wonderful being with lively living.
I wanna you be you, me be me,
If you ought to think
Just you gonna ask the Journey a why ?
I wanna you not feel guilty and clean off
If we have a say,
We gotcha a way, ought to do.
