When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No worries, no fears, no troubles, no fuss.
In the mother's arms, we put our trust.
But as we grew, we looked and craved,
and all too soon became enslaved.
The more we saw, the more we wanted.
Our quest for more became undaunted.
Our thirst for more could not be quenched.
The more we grasped, the tighter we clenched.
We scampered and gathered and gathered to hoard.
Possessions became our master and lord.
And when we're old with our treasures all heaped,
a sad example of what greed has reaped.
Our fists still clenched in a grasping motion,
till at our death, when our hands are opened.
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
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