Take a minute, just a minute
And think about yourself
Eyes in the mirror
And thoughts behind your eyes
I wonder if you have realised?
Grey is just a yellow away from gold.
Without trying to sound bold
Life is a strange thing
Yet we live it everyday
From May to May
maybe even September...
All I want to do is lie down
Maybe have a dream or two
Maybe in my sleep I will see you
The mind is something divided
Most of our thoughts are avoided
Words don't mean to reflect
But I wish they would
Submerge into a mutual meaning
Suffer us into that strange-same feeling.
And my words dont go anywhere
They are not meant to
I did not want to waste
An oppurtunity of a small taste.
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