Showing posts from August, 2015

What Are We? Everything of Nothing

The way we cross the road is not the same, we used to be good friends and fun catcher, we are the paper plane who flies anywhere, We are anything which we want to smile of, We are everything. We run over the fire, it's tickling to be together, We swim over the blue sea, it's comfy to be together, We laugh and drunk in a night, it's crazy to be together, We share from hair to toes, it's warm to be together, You know we can start to be something. But what we did turn into special and deep, Sometimes it feels so wrong, like a big foul, Every time you whisper feels like swirling sand, I know, I know it is hard to take, every touch remains, Nor we still are not something.  What do you see from the hole of a straw? Still my face even it is so small, still my eyes even it's big We are searching for meaning dudes, we are not friends We are more than that, in addiction of each other We know we are everything. Sadly the time flies so fast, it's time to cry, today is …