*Many of them'll tell you not to be afraid
Cause they haven't seen even a leaflet
They don't know the story you've led
And all their imagination drums up is velvet
They'll tell you butterflies jump out cacoons
Because while your life's been a horror
Their's has all but been mere cartoons
So they see hope in the reality mirror
Contrary to the nightmares you've had
All they know is but banquets and roses
And blinded they can't see you're scarred
That you've seen the right path but stuck like Moses
They'll tell you life is a gamble which one wins or stumbles
They can't see the storm in your life or hear the thunder rumbles*
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
*Many of them'll tell you not to be afraid
Cause they haven't seen even a leaflet
They don't know the story you've led
And all their imagination drums up is velvet
They'll tell you butterflies jump out cacoons
Because while your life's been a horror
Their's has all but been mere cartoons
So they see hope in the reality mirror
Contrary to the nightmares you've had
All they know is but banquets and roses
And blinded they can't see you're scarred
That you've seen the right path but stuck like Moses
They'll tell you life is a gamble which one wins or stumbles
They can't see the storm in your life or hear the thunder rumbles*
Request permission to use this poem