Something real

I want to feel like something real,

But stuck up in space.

Every single day,

There is nothing ordinal.

Going at a different pace,

In every different way

So faint like a feather,

But strong Like steal.

For this is the way I’d feel so healed.

Trees bided to the root,

Solid.

Set and stone.

So strong to the core.

Lovey is just the truth.

Listen to me,

Poof there’s more.

So many ideas,

I learn some more and more.