sea and the sky.
You dream of the skies, Letting me drown in the seas. You dream to fly, But push me down the stairs. What’s the use of teaching the heart, That knows it destiny? What’s the benefit, Of overfilling the heart that has enough to feel loved? How foolish of me to think, Im the only flower in your garden? How brave of you to think, You can let me down cause I love you? How cruel life must be, To put you and I in such a place? How much love must I carry, To let you go? How much hate must I carry, To let us down. This isn’t just a end, But also a beginning, to something real.