Through the ages of time the flower is wilting. The flower still have grace and virtues. Tears of anger streaming down your face. Unknown places no familiar faces. Crying so deeply on the inside. Screech at the sky where is my sunshine smile. Trying to stop the time showing on your face. Keep telling oneself I'm a vibrant flower of all ways.
A silence so deep like starring at a blank wall. Pain inside you want to climb the very walls. Hear me you screech at the sullen emptiness come and save me from this drudgery. Keep my worries down to few. I'm calling out a name but not knowing who!
Never stop believing in your inner dreams. Dreams gives a person to keep going when the days seem a little harder. The night time more longer than usual. Your heart a heavy weight looking for that invisible peace. I got to go find that goodness that inner sanctuary of peace of minds. It's already there inside of you. Cleanse me with the very joy I seek. In my heart you there never left me in a drowning waters of tears.
