The world is like a dome no?
A beautiful dome created with swirls of color and all sorts of living things such as you and me and the animals we see.
It was once created by a powerful God destroyed once by over coming waters and then buried under ice but now we've been given a second chance.
And now who tears this glorious dome down?
Why it is us. We cause this dome to break down with all the haterid and destruction that follows. Everyone wants power the mane sorce of this hurt.
The hurt of some many people young and old wise and senseless.
They say that death is peacefu. It is. It's where the world for you or me dies and we can no longer hurt our loved ones or create more darkness to lurk into to our dome.
It's the end of a life and beginning of a new.
A baby is born into the world of secrets that shall deseave him or her through their life til death.
As we live we cause change to this dome and though around us, we cause people to hate, envy, sorrow but tell me where do you see the love? Where do you see the peace?
A beautiful dome created with swirls of color and all sorts of living things such as you and me and the animals we see.
It was once created by a powerful God destroyed once by over coming waters and then buried under ice but now we've been given a second chance.
And now who tears this glorious dome down?
Why it is us. We cause this dome to break down with all the haterid and destruction that follows. Everyone wants power the mane sorce of this hurt.
The hurt of some many people young and old wise and senseless.
They say that death is peacefu. It is. It's where the world for you or me dies and we can no longer hurt our loved ones or create more darkness to lurk into to our dome.
It's the end of a life and beginning of a new.
A baby is born into the world of secrets that shall deseave him or her through their life til death.
As we live we cause change to this dome and though around us, we cause people to hate, envy, sorrow but tell me where do you see the love? Where do you see the peace?
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed you and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side by side.