Think of the brain like the bodies mother,
Telling it to stop running as it is at the brink,
Over protective to the point of smother,
But the body is more capable than its mother thinks.
And think of the body as the hearts brother,
The heart can be elsewhere but they always have the link,
One may argue it has more power over the other,
But as you grow up together you can’t help but beat in sync.
And think of the sun as the bodies lover,
Always out there but only through a squint,
Brightens the eyes through the love of summer,
A body exposed will see a whole new tint.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
Think of the brain like the bodies mother,
Telling it to stop running as it is at the brink,
Over protective to the point of smother,
But the body is more capable than its mother thinks.
And think of the body as the hearts brother,
The heart can be elsewhere but they always have the link,
One may argue it has more power over the other,
But as you grow up together you can’t help but beat in sync.
And think of the sun as the bodies lover,
Always out there but only through a squint,
Brightens the eyes through the love of summer,
A body exposed will see a whole new tint.