Pulling you in even if you look away You look again and the next moment It's even closer Dragging you by your pinky toe with consent
By Vil5 years ago in Poets
What's your passion? Your job isn't your passion? Well why not? Do you like to help people? Well then help people You want to be a YouTuber?
I'm sorry for hurting you, friend But at least you know now That it wasn't you they were all about I know how it is Follow your head, not your heart
Dark skies red clouds on a sunny day Waves crashing against me on either side Taking away my equilibrium and will to stand up
Progress not regress It's hard to come by but it's what we need to do Maybe in a certain sense anyway No matter how you look at things, try and remember
We make them and we're only human But to make the wrong one could be the end of it all That wish that came true no longer still is
So much to die for, not enough to live Looking through the glass is where we see ourselves Never realizing that even glass can be broken, no matter how thick
The way ahead can be scary You'll never know what comes next Paths that eventually cross your own Detours that lead us astray,
Lookin in the mirror and all I could see A man plagued, diseased By someone he never saw himself being I recall a day and age when I had despised who I see now
