from depths of my mind, to the flow of the sea
sometimes i wonder, of just what could be
when the world on it's own, nothings matters, but it
when the world as a whole is all selfish, i can't help but sit
and watch
as they all fight
for who's right
when they're all wrong.
from the heights of my sight, to the clouds in the sky,
sometimes i wonder, is it just you and i?
when the world on its own, nothing matters, but it
when the world as a whole is all selfish, we can't help but sit
and watch
as they all fight
for who's right
when they're all wrong.
when the world as a whole just selfish, we can't help but want to fix it
and watch
the world turn
as they all learn
that they're all wrong.
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poésiethis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.
