A picture can say a thousand words
Words can paint a vivid picture
I try to see and paint a bigger picture
But become blinded by meaningless words
How can something so meaningful become so senseless
How can something so senseless become so meaningful
We fail to understand each other yet we talk to each other
We fail to see each other yet we look at each other
We fail to feel each other yet we touch each other
We lose ourselves trying to find ourselves
Could it be true or not ?
The more things change, the more they stay the same
One man's pain is another's pleasure ?
One man's discomfort is another's comfort ?
Could this be the balance of nature ?