Why is man never satisfied with the answers? With what we've got right now.. We have such a precious day in front of us, like we will never live another one. Yet we let ourself sink in miserable thoughts that come attached to our way of living..
How can someone hurt another without reason, with no regrets.. How can people just hurt, murder.. And not even apologize.. And how do we continue lost... Is death really the only way of release? Then why do we come back to life, to a time we rarely want to live..
Why can't we fly?! Why can't we just fly to our rightful lives.. The ones I KNOW I want to live.. My objective.. what if my objective is in the past, why let the present turn into past again and again..
And yet I wait.. I live, I love, I wait, I regret, I focus.
For I want to live within my dreams and feel complete.. Where I will feel incomplete again.. and begin another cycle, another dream..
Why can't I have magic.. Why do we have guns instead of swords, betrayal instead of honour.. Humans are such hypocrites.. And I still can't relate.. I do not fear the sight of others but I fear not to reveal the truth and be told as a lier, for I am not.
I miss Home.. And I am not on it.. not in this society, my home here is dying.. I miss my Mother and in this society my Mother is dying...
Please don't kill her.. Please don't kill our Mother.. And please allow us to get back in our roots, I miss them so dearly.. And right now they merely come to me as dreams .. from another world, another reality, but just dreams..
I am afraid.. Yet I keep living..And yet I keep waiting.. living, I loving...
