Believe, Guilt, Change...

Wrong Idea

Wrong Idea

A better tomorrow may come.

Fly across the wind of change

Turning down the memories that we arrange

Essential people, all were simple

Root of evil, but it wasn't the devil

 

Asking the guidance of others

Superfluous words that bothers

Killing rights might be applied

In my fights, I define, I lied.

Nerfing around every corner of my mind

Getting over it, wasn't the way to get bound.

 

Falling outside the main reason

Our expressions wasn't enough for a season

Real side of yours, is better of thy treason.

 

Far away across the sea of despair

Oathing for the sake of their dare

Reflecting on the questions about myself

Gaudy signs you made, and I am yourself

Intolerable disguise you see, and it's not the real me

Verbose about the enlightenment of one's thee

Elucidate everything that you ask

Naiveté has nothing to do with the last

Exemplify my explanation, but you can't speak

Spiteful of tears spilled and let the ground make me weak

Spending time with these sheets, and so, I did.

 

Incomparable person you are, then we will always be inconceivable.

 

Leery experiences subsides

Optimism leads to the fact that provides

Seeing the spurious part of our life

Triggers us to be strong in the whole part of our lifetime

 

Hold on for a minute

Old memories were infinite

Praying that this will end peacefully

Exact answers, affects me seriously.