My eyes were fire burning the ocean
Waiting to die and send tears down the open
No words leave my pursed lips, not even a whisper, not even a stutter
Every feeling & every thought felt under the gutter
For I to be loved, it seems as if impossible
They say with every incapability is something probable
But are the odds truly there?
Or is it that people don't really make time to care?
In some other world, perhaps the stars beg to differ
Chanting words that make us shiver
But drowned by artificial lights
We can't hear their crying might
My brain is filled of ways to destroy hate
Wishing that I could write my own story and change my fate
But thanks to one lucky day, my imagination grew wild and unstoppable
I finally realized that each life contains love and other broken walls
