The Cycle
All I want to do is lay here and stay ;
Thy kindest hearts always pray for a change ;
But God don't answer when the skies are gray;
The child inside me cries for no long range .
Optomistic you are, you're terrified ;
Realist I am , knows what has begun ;
The storm has started and at least you tried ,
But trying isn't enough, now will you run?
You go with the flow, but don't demand it ;
Have you lost your faith or do you stress the same,
Your persistance has split you must admit ;
Snakes deceive you into playing the game.
Yet, you stay positive walking through fire
Your eyes never lie about, true desire