October 15 2017
12:58 PM

There he goes...
He wants to stride to the sky open wide
He wants to be happy, still but the same
His heart dead flat in silence and revelry
Recover, he wants to make his heart better
He feels okay now, he feels regretful, but forward, he moves
He cries, at least his heart is the only thing that can verbalize
Still, he believes that humans are good
Corrupted, maybe, just maybe, of good things yet to come
Pursuit of happiness is what only lies ahead
For life is so short to be wasted, so move ahead
The clouds parted
The bad dies, the good surrenders
Be happy, sit still
Hold your heart dearly, do not let the departed make it weary
Good is acceptance, move forward
Do not be consumed by the hatred... do not fail to worry
Worry of the future that is yet to come
Prepare your heart for what is to come
For when the good dreams succumb
Your happiness is what only surrenders
For nothing fights better than the pretenders