my life sucks as they say
nothing to show for
nothing but a smoking face
and then I sleep on my dreams
day dreaming, everyday
i won't go that far
thats not what you are
i question myself
whats the point of this hell
nothing to run for
nothing to die with
nothing to believe
dont lose your temper
dont lose your luck
and in between that im stuck
dont quit your dreams
you're dreaming too far
they say i dream to much
its time to wake up
open the eyes
see through stars
fly fly fly
and fall in the floor
that wasnt actually heavens door
you fool!
you fool yourself
whats the fun of leaving between
heaven and hell?
don
I like to draw. Most of the time, simple things as the sun in the sky and the full moon of a warm night.
I don't belong in places where imagination is restricted to patterns. I just like to draw. Like a child with no fear of getting dirty.
So, i may not be perfect, but I like the colors that made my day.