A cabin in the woods
With a fireplace, the smell of wood in the air
Fresh baked bread in the kitchen
And a cat purring on the windowsill
There is a bubbling river flowing in the back

This is my happy place in my imagination
Where I am surrounded by greenery and life
Where time seems to slow and sunlight seems to shine a bit brighter
A place of safety, a place of happiness, a place of rest

Do not let anger consume you when someone lies to you,
We all lie.
In the first place we lie to ourselves.
Actions speak louder they say, and that's true.
Before you realise a certain lie, you avoided the truth through actions,
We sometimes turn a blind eye, and when things become too big to be hidden we decide to see.
When someone lies to you, you lied to yourself first. For not being true to yourself and turning a blind eye.

People lie to us because we lie to ourselves in the first place. We want to see things as we wish they were not as they actually are.

No words to describe the feelings I possess
No words to describe
How I feel inside
No words to describe
My life
My crazy ride
No words can I write to describe to you
The feelings I possess
Way deep down inside