Do you understand how I feel when these words take ahold of me.

So strange how it goes with the melody.  

It's almost melancholic how tragic this magic grabs ahold of me.

It's like something took ahold of me.

Like these words arnt my own.  

Like their granted.

From somthin that is greater.

But there's  Not a moment that's mistaken.  

Just a world filled with infinite impossibilitys.  

The spirit of my ancestors flowing through the endless possibilitys.  

Guiding the wisdom of my path through the sorrows that have plagued my family's past.  


Sometimes I feel that theres a spirit watching over me.