Get up
On to your feet
And walk to the distance
Get high
You can feel it
And fly to the heavens
What's ahead
We don't know
It's like riding a bike
And we don't know where to go
If you can't sleep
Write a song
It doesn't matter if you won't fit in
No need to try
To get along
Cause you belong to where you're dreaming
It's hard to accept this hard reality
Times do change, cause there's no formality
I hate it, I hate it not
Never too sure
Those are things that I forgot
I wanna close my eyes
And drift away and drift away and drift away
To the land where I arise
This life
Life we are living
Is a cliché we don't notice
We repeat
Each day
As if we are not tired of this
This world is only for the lucky ones
But there's another waiting for us in
time
I hate it, I hate it not
Never too sure
Those are things that I forgot
I wanna close my eyes
And drift away and drift away and drift away
To the land where I arise
When will we find ourselves?
Don't go searching so far away
You'll find out it is hidden inside our shelves
It has been there all the time
There all the time
YOU ARE READING
Not A Story
PoetryWhen you find someone you love so much. And you just can't express it to that someone. Would you reach a rain drop or climb a ladder. Our world is full of people. It is composed of people. Finding the right ones might lead us to the rainbow we've al...
