The flowers blooming, all around
Native birds making native sounds
People dancing through the grass, not needing to feel that they’re first class
They’re feeling free within their youth, instead of city girls in a photo booth
Wasting money they could blow, on things they need, not a photo
Breathing in the great fresh air, girls with flowers in their hair
The feint jingling of rusty old keys, to the old Volkswagen full of dreams
Of the young free people staring at clouds, quiet outside but their minds are loud
Thinking of what life is leading them to, it be making art, or travel to Peru
But they don’t know that yet, they are still dreaming
Faces in books, their youth is still gleaming
Now let me leave you with one final quote
The more that you read
The more that you know
The more that you know
The more places you’ll go -Dr.seuss
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
Am I just a small lonely soul?
Can anyone hear me?
Is anybody out there please?
I have nowhere to go
Escaping from the misery
All trouble that’s been caused
I feel my life just took a pause
I have nowhere to go
Regretting all of my regrets
Feeling I don’t belong
Feeling the path I made was wrong
I have nowhere to go
I feel just like a rainy day
Bitter, cold and depressed
My feelings are hostile, they’re getting too much
I have nowhere to go
I ask you to forgive my sins
And all the ways I've been
Just look at it from where I see
Can anyone hear me?
I have nowhere to go...
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 4:39 AM UTC