Here's to those that fall
Hard and fast
Into empty chasms
Only to find their ways back.
Those that still impossibly
Have something to give
Despite being deceived
And recieving nothing in return
(but let's be honest, they are tired
But they are also eternal Monsoons
That pour and pour).
Here's to those that laugh
With sad tears in their eyes;
To those that find the beauty
In the deemed unworthy
Only because they see seeds
In everybody ;
Here's to Wonderland hearts
And haunted minds-
Here's to us.
