To think the journey is short
Is just a clause
As love is to be fought
For.And this to be true is false
Kinds of one ,do not breathe
They see,be and live carefree
Life is naught but a heath
In the eyes of the free
Being two of a kind is wrong
Just as being alive
But it isn't about being strong
But taking a dive
In the wilderness
Alone with none to caress
