A long time ago, I was taught to believe; as ive come to understand not everything you hear is true.
As I lay awake at night pondering over what is, and what might be. Im bought back to the simple fact that not everyone knows what you're going though
Be as it is, when the last ray of sunlight hits the choppy water on a cold September day. Ill be happy as soon as the day, disappears from view and I have nothing but the darkness to keep me company.
Invisible, but for all to see. Silent, but for all to hear; exhausted as I stare into the infinate void of nothing. Do you see?