Story flying, falling, shooting by.
Rumors passing, going round though we never ask why!
Poems riming, sighing, reminiscing.
People laughing, talking, yelling, screaming.
Doors opening, closing, slamming shut.
Prays being said to the great one above.
Longing, feeling, thinking, though it never lasts.
Faces crying, frowning, smiling, thinking about the past.
Looking in the mirror like somethings a miss.
Us wondering why everyone looks so ******
Ever felt like you were abandoned.
Felt so lost that you were stranded.
To the point where there seems to be no way out.
So you have the weird one comes out to look and move about.
Cretan, ****** the weird one cries.
For Cretan cannot answer.
For the fact is that Cretan is the way out