I remember the time,
                    When I was so fright less,
                   I committed small crimes
                    And broke into gardens.
                  
                      I sat on the station
              And watched trains that pass by,
                    And party's duration
                     Was  not on my mind.

                     I remember your smile
                    And emotions it brought.
                    What a beautiful time
                       To be living abroad.

                     There's always a light
                      At the end of each way.
                       I am doing alright.
                     Shall you ask me again.

                     Oh, things I remember!
                      At the end of the day,
                     Only few of them matter.
                       What else can I say

It’s funny how you find
        When you decide to never search,
        Or lose while holding tight,
        Heart shook and hands all scorched.

        The only way up is down,
        The only way down is up,
        Fortune’s unfortunate frowns
        Contiguous to sudden luck.

        Ten thousand strings of entries,
        Shaped into millennial gaps,
        Glass is half full or half empty,
        It all comes down to that crap.
  
        Realities of dual nature
        Against the stream of real dreams,
        My personal
        Coincidental future,
        It’s what it is, not what it seems

Silence
Are you here
So I could break you?
Tell me words
That I've never heard

Silence,
What's the science behind you?
He who knows
Is no longer hurt.
Bound to break herd
And walk his own way,
Chasing tall risks and growth.
That's how this story goes,
Bell sounds and colored windows,
Inspired once remains inspired,
Far from silence and yet
So close