Looking for a space,
Freedom of my own.
In the eyes of destiny.
Destiny but I do not know.
Heavens above, I have heard.
But do I really know.
Childish believe in all things
I know but do not know.
Space a place of my own.
Freedom to be in thy space.
Do I really know?
Rhythm of my life, is it my own
Destiny but I do not know
Life is life only when
I cannot say that I know.
To hold a pessimistic view,
ReplyDeleteAnd see the world as darkly "blue,"
And feel mankind is false, untrue,
Is not a just conclusion;
But Truth demands that Hope shall wear
No false rose in her silken hair,
To hide Deceit, Fraud, and Despair,
That feed on wild Delusion.