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A Vision... My Vision
Today, when the world's nothing like it seems
It'll be a lot if you can just hold on to your dreams In the darkness of these days The world is void of love in all its ways Everyone's looking for the key to their lives, But reality cuts in, sharper than knives. Life just goes on and on Seeming, at all times, empty and so long. There's no spirit to endure, Or no hope to find a cure For this endless search for....for what? We've forgotten how to live our lives and there's no time to be taught We've no time to stop and think To find a bond, or even a common link We just do what we do, And if we're happy - we're among the lucky few Like pawns in a game, We're practically lifeless - with forgotten aim Have we turned the world into what we see, Or was this all someday just meant to be? We've given our lives an image and some style But it no longer makes us smile We get what we go after, Yet it's been so longs since we heard some decent laughter Life is now like shapes and forms familiarities and some orderly norms Illusions - just passing us by And the word 'Happiness' seems like such a lie. If life's a carousel, then it's going too fast And the funny thing is, we want this to last. From life we don't know what we want, And there are questions that still continue to taunt. Contentment is now a fabricated, blurred vision, Someday this will all undergo fission. There's an earnest feeling deep inside; For something to come along and change the tide. But we're trapped, stuck in like this, Trying so hard to realize what it is that we miss. What is life about, anyway? Everyone thinks they know, but none can confidently say.. What use is it of, if you can't be happy and scream and shout? If you can't feel love, inside and out? I wonder... Can we go back to living our lives with feeling, At a slow pace that won't send our heads reeling? Can we go back to living our lives at all: Will there ever be such a tomorrow? Or can we start all over again, and maybe, this time, leave out the sorrow? No one knows the answers, we've gone so far away; And who knows, maybe we're not even here to stay. Thus this vision of the world today Lacks the warmth that lies in love - or so they say....... |
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