At some point in life you’ll come to realization
that not so much matter, for what it used to be.
At some point, I realized that age doesn’t matter,
either does materialistic things
or how your social status influences other people.
At some point, all of your earlier experiences will guide you,
for what you’ve learned and for what made your richer – not in money or success,
but in wisdom and personal growth.
And that is my friend, nothing you can buy.
Maybe one, dazzling day you’ll make peace with your past
and oh darling how lovely it will be;
when your demons no longer haunts you
The only one who’s capable of change,
is the creator of it existence by herself
So where’s the fucking solution?
I keep searching for a solution,
and I’m crossing my fingers and toes
for a reason, an explanation
that would be as simple as something
I’ve already discovered and learned from
Life, it scares me at this point
and I would love to take a seat back,
and enjoy my visit here on earth
my mind is playing me a trick
and I keep fooling myself all over again
by running miles and continuing to repeat my
Someday, you’ll meet someone
who isn’t afraid of your wilderness,
neither the mystique
nor the dark within your soul.
you’ll meet that someone,
who will adore and worship every piece of you
and all those cracks and imperfections;
he’ll paint with gold
so whether it’s fucking dark
or dazzling light;
he’ll going to love you as a
perfect work of art
To whom could I ask,
to tie myself onto an anchor
and slowly sink below the surface
or keep fighting for air,
as the stormy waves keeps me under water?
Oh, isn’t it pure beauty
how the sun rises
and the way our moon,
tells us good night.
Haven’t you seen the magic;
how peacefully waves can dance
as the wind gently touches it’s surface
I know for sure
That your walls were built strong
so nobody could tear you down
But you can’t fool me
because I’ve seen it all