Standing Alone In The Rain, Cant Think Of A Thing To Say..
Feelings Portrayed, Pointlessly Waiting From Day To Day..
Thoughts Rush, Then ..Nothing... Beauty Is Everlasting..
My Mind Blank, Knees Go Weak, Almost Seems Contrasting..
Almost Like The Unheard Screams ,From Undisturbed Dreams..
Though It May Shimmer & Gleam, Nothing Can Be As It Seems..
Wealthy In Mind, Poor In Spirit, Thoughts Will Desecrate..
At Certain Rates, Ongoing Debates, All To Find Soul-Mates..
Leaving You Irate, With Pent Up Emotions, Can You Relate?..
Clear Minds As You Await, The Most Uncertain of All Fates..
Do Kids Entertain Looks, Like Ingenious Exestentialists?..
Or Does Hatred Arise, Realizing Treason Like Swinging Fists?..
Will People Become More Shallow, With Each Day That'll Pass..
Half Full Or Half Empty, Or Just Another View Of The Glass?..
Her Thoughts And Looks Brings Hope ,My Heart Flips, Keeling..
Is It Wrong To Act A Certain Way, All Because Of A Feeling?..