I might get a little lazy
even if its kicked a little crooked
I wont let it stop my flow
I'll still keep the ball rolling

I might come across some obstetricals
things might get a little puzzling
I might even confuse myself but
I'll put the pieces back together

there might be a few rocks on the path
I might crack the boulders or rip the seems
but each shattered pebble I'll toss aside
stitching everything right back in place

no more than just an illusion
yet a face revealing the pain
which wasn't there before

a prisoner chained
by the requirements
without a key to free
the loving heart inside

a mirror with a scar
may not be perfect
yet each one is different
in its own special way so
don't overlook the qualities
a scar can sometimes hide

there's no way to turn back time
so why hold on to old pain?
let go of the echo's of the past
wipe away all the falling tears

little by little learn from the
mistakes made and change
the wrongs into the rights
with every new day
there is a new horizon

whispering silken mist, delicate sighs
tiny falling droplets of mountain dew,
the diamonds from my teary eyes
are sprinkling showers of crystal blue