You elicit the warmth in this wintertide Of shining in the sky You draw me out of my darkest days The night don't scare me no more Because you will always be there for me from 6 to another 6 Sun, you will always be my brightest moon I love you, Sun
No matter how hard you try People Will always lie They say you can't do this you can't do that Some days you're so mad You try to paint the perfect picture But you always end up injured You try to create the perfect smile You always go that extra mile They throw it on the ground You never make a sound You try to be creative They'll never believe you'll make it To be creative You gotta be a native So they say with a crown upon their head They want you dead You will rise You will shine You will be fine Just give it time You're worth more than a dime You will create the heavens You will teach them all lessons
Why do I even grow if the winds ******* off my humble branch?
Why do I even show my true colors If the seasons change them accordingly?
Why do I even live with love if people Are going to sweep my brothers away?
I am more than just an aesthetic.
I often wonder how leaves feel throughout the course of the year. Do they want to change their colors? Do they want to die in the winter? Do they want to grow back in the spring? I don't know. They don't talk!
What do we know of tomorrow See a balance between positive checks and negative threats So many potential pathways ahead The sense of protecting self To sharing one's wealth Look after your health Certainly certainty can't be free Awaiting those with fools gold Surprises to shine A wave of collective debt Do not spend which cannot be met Benefits kept credit is swept How far ahead do our actions prevent the aftereffects of consuming the rest