i'm sorry,
you cannot understand,
the madness; things left unsaid..
the fortress within my head,
a free spirit, chained down.

after all.. what would somebody do,
with the secret, that is you?
when we are all, just like animals..
just an animal.

in the dustiest corners of your mind..

some pray to god,
she turns the radio up..
every song is like a story,
carrying her away with them,
a listener.. listening and learning.
being a listener, she became friends..
with the silence.
got to know every nook and cranny of every noise,
each reverberation, so vibrantly..
even so vibrant.
she comes to notice;
nobodies talking.. but EVERYONE wants to be heard.
  communication is key.
when everyone's lost in translation..
understanding is everything.

impulse.. impulsive creatures we are..
ever so impulsive.
endlessly needing, yet needing no one?
..and wanting, everything.

Alice.. down her rabbit hole she goes,
" the way you perceive the world, it's so beautiful.."
- well, how could it not be?
you are here, and this is now.. what's better?
The way you perceive is everything..
it's what you become,
you ARE what you feel.
i enjoy, enjoying the moment..
every raw moment for what it is.
each breath, silky sweet..
don't be afraid to get lost in the moment..
that's what it's about,
finding yourself.
i mean, who are you? Really?
Think back to your childhood,
what did you wish to be?
when your dreams roamed wild,
and your spirit soared free?
I am I,
as you are you..
and we are one.
United we stand , divided we fall.