We live in a world
Where the wrong things have become right,
We live in a world,
Where our happiness depend on the rules,
We live in a world where our lives are written in pixels.

Where did we lose it,
Our purpose in life?
Where did we lose it,
Our freedom to live?

Take me back to the time,
When all we had was life.
Take me back to the time,
When family was key.

For in this time I live,
I have no freedom.
In this time I live,
I have no family.

All I have now is pixels,
Colorful and attractive,  
Dictating my life style,  
While I forget how to live.
©Yonwato

Have you ever seen a lion in the jungle?
Or a macaw in Amazonia
Have you seen a crocodile in the swamp?
Or a squirrel in the woods
Maybe you saw a whale in the ocean
Or a grizzly bear in the forest.
Did you notice their emotions, because they feel happy.
They are at home.
Where they feel content,
And that is how I feel when you're around me.
Filled with vigor and joy, never expecting anything to go wrong.
But am I right to feel at home with you?
Are you the one for me?
Perhaps I'm wrong to be happy with you.
But I don't want to be without you 'cause I may never be at home.

To not cry is a blessing and a curse
A blessing 'cause it hides your pain
A blessing' cause it shields your grief
But most of all, it is a curse
One that boxes up your emotions
One that leaves you defenseless
One that denies you allayment to grieve
One that let's you seem so strong when you're weak
One that leaves devastatingly flustered.
The kind of mixed feelings you get from the frozen tears that never falls is one that leaves you overshadowed by darkness.

You're too much for me
Too much pain to handle
Too much stress to go through
Too much love to for me to have
And all that because
I'm cowardly and weak
And I run from the strong.