For all days I'll be on-about.
For all ways I'll be only strong.
You have left me to make me all-bound.
But I've found the lanes to belong.
But I've found the paintings and stories,
Only fantasies, galaxies made.
So out with hating and for this
I'm told all about the shade.
For all wings I'm not so able.
For my princess I'm not such a prince.
Many things: philosophies and label
Are constructed in spite of the means.
Break the warnings and the people elapsed.
Turn the life to the side it could mean.
We are all to create not the boxed,
We are all to betide every sin...
For all days I'll be devastated.
For all lines I'll be not the end.
Every life is not to hate it.
Every life is not to pretend.
28.04.2012 (12:16pm)