The dream is captivating and charming.
I'm looking for serenity and peace.
What is going to be coming?
Anyway I miss.
This feeling is incredible,absorbing,
My memory keeps touching to the past.
Now my life is moving and forming.
The foundation is my castle.
My castle and my ship are the time,
The essence is everything around.
M aim is only to drive.
It's me,it's you and crowd.
Around me is everything magnificient.
All right,I recognise the truth.
I don't like anything artificial.
I rise my eyes to the Blue.
I don't want to live with the fake.
It's false,it's wrong,it's not mine.
It's too poisonous snake.
Besides one admit this as crime.
It's too hot to burn one's fingers,
It's too dangerous to be outside,
it's not use to be driven figures,
There is the risk to slide.
Creation is overall basement.
Chance is a reachable shade.
We're looking for it's placement,
Even if it's not colourful but fade.
I feel my way through darkness and light,
It's leading me to the purpose.
I need to be strong and fight.
It's no use for the tortoise.
The dream is hiding all the way,
The location somewhere here.
The road is broad,it's the sort of game.
At first sight that's mere.
It's possible to be blind and weak
And every moment appears
To be a fleeting blick
With it's fears,fightings,tears..