Poems from Dont.tell.me.im.wrong
The indoor life is not for me,
I'd rather be climbing a tree
Or build a fort made of branches
And harvest food from seeds I've planted.
The Willow tree was
Facing me, at the doorstep
How could I forget?
It had blocked my sight
From things I didn't like, but
Now I can't...
Now I see hope
And now I see truth
And now I see colors
And now I see you.
But in the morning everything will change
You'll be broken
And...
If you place me in a cell,
Still I will not be confined.
The only exploration is in our minds.
So if you trap me in a barrel and cast me...
It runs through our veins
It runs through our eyes
It runs through our smiles
It runs through our lies
It runs through our dreams
It...