Thoughts as the sun climbs high
Pinkish haze watercolor kiss the sky
Thoughts of i and all my daze
Roaming through my lifely maze
Recall the times of youth and passion
The grass as green as you can imagine
My future a carnival and i a saint
Now days are long, and i know i aint
I review the flash, it was all wrong
Choices made make a sad song
My mirror shows me someone i hate
What was the cause of my fate
Still a young man but wearily tired
The thought of death pulls me inspired
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 6:14 AM UTC
Thoughts as the sun climbs high
Pinkish haze watercolor kiss the sky
Thoughts of i and all my daze
Roaming through my lifely maze
Recall the times of youth and passion
The grass as green as you can imagine
My future a carnival and i a saint
Now days are long, and i know i aint
I review the flash, it was all wrong
Choices made make a sad song
My mirror shows me someone i hate
What was the cause of my fate
Still a young man but wearily tired
The thought of death pulls me inspired
