when i began with my journey
i forgot to count my first few steps
iv walked a distance now
and im clueless about my road ahead

when did i start
thinking about myself
i thought this was about my destination
the months say twelve

i say no
how could it be december
i never witnessed the snow
''maybe you did, but you were never awake until september''

my journey
when did it start
i dont remember leaving
there are no memories of any part

me has been the subject
the journey has been the discussionist
why not the other way around
why am i not making my own journey

when did it start
how could i know when it will end
when i didnt count my first few steps

i may not see the journey but im on it
i may not see the gates but theyre are not that far off
i may not see nor hear the father standing by the destination
but i know he is by the gate

im almost there
but when did it start

as i sat wondering
under an apple tree
as i sat wandering
waiting for a certain moment to be

answers come and go
they fade away with my thoughts
can i not contain these visions
i would not exchange even one for millions

as i sat wondering
under an apple tree
as i sat wandering
off with the smoke of the trees

ting ting
tick tok
how do i change what i cannot

please time relax
i need to figure out what this moment ment
give me this moment to smile
i'll pay you your seconds back

as i sat wondering
under an apple tree
i took a breathe
the air was sweet

stories in colour
sentiments in blue
the negative gravity of a hue
playing foward in realities
helpless to say, it feels real

blue sentiments
i need words in pink
i am out of compliments
dark, gloomy and thick

when did i become like deep sea
why did i wander away with the waves
its only been a minute it seems
but the cold never seemed to have ceased

blue sentiments
why aren't they green
like trees i would bare fruit
like fruit id be sweet

but im not

im salty, like deep sea
why such blue vibrations