Great Times of Depression
Changing to ones of great Succession
Learning from our mistakes
Knowing that there is no retakes
Our Adolescent Misbehavior
To questioning our savior
From our birth to our death
All in a quick breathe
This is Life
The feeling of great desire
The fuel for your inner fireT
he emptiness inside
When emotions collide
Dropping everything for a single cause
Knowing they’re the one without a pause
Being there for those you need
Watching the caged become freed
This is Love
Seeing your partner leave
For another person on Christmas Eve
Feeling the stress increase
As we cry for the deceased
The nervousness and fear
When our friends are scared
Being surprised at an occasion
And laughing at our humiliation
This is emotion
Being able to fly
And never fearing to die
Not knowing our fear
With eyes dry from lack of tears
Never knowing any pain
Just the sweetness of a sugar cane
Leaving home without a care
Just to do what you would never dare
This is Dreaming
Living your life obeying the law
While criminals make cities turn raw
Always holding your hopes up high
When deep down you want to break down and cry
Questioning everything we do
To what scientists really try and prove
Knowing only what we’re told
Wondering why the world is so cold
This is Reality
Spending our lives looking for
What’s behind that hidden door
The meaning of lifeCovered by strife
You wonder about it every night
Just for it you put up your fight
It’s covered with all sorts of lies
And those who realize always die
This is Truth
Sharing all you know
To trusting a foeLending out your soul
Just to reach your goal
Going through hell to leave
To do what you believe
Having hope for oneself
And trusting yourself
This is Faith
What this is, is a great composition
Of what makes up our disposition
We feel what we do
And question what we once knew
We give our tears to our pain
Only to have it washed away in the rain
We are taught to question
Then punished for the answer we mention
We are told to believe
Even when we see the world indulging in greed
We watch time go byWe are born to die
This is who we are
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Who are we
Posted by everything has been figured out;except how to live at 8:05 AM
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Very Thoughtful!!!!
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