Toys
Are we living, are we just surviving? I would like to know. Even all the rings around our eyes tell us times ticking faster, faster. Open all your toys, take a look inside, remember what you see. Dark and scary, grows so much more without new POV’s, things get better. When you let the obvious disaster in, listen to the memories, regret only wants control. Are we living, just surviving? I would like to know. Even all the rings around our eyes tell us times ticking faster, faster. All we have is now so please, just let go. Broken little toys, scattered all around. It’s true or so they say. We were made to grow, living to forget won’t let you see, things get better. When you let the obvious disaster in, listen to the memories, regret only wants control. Are we living, just surviving, I would like to know. Even all the rings around our eyes tell us time keeps ticking faster, faster. All we have is now so please, just let go. You’re giving it all you have to give. Be the best “you” that you can be. Not for “them” they’re never you, never will be. We only get one short life to live. Take all of the painful memories, share the worst with all the best friends that you need. Deepen your heart. Find your potential, let it set you free. There’s a dream to entertain your energy. Don’t let the nightmares overwhelm you, let it be and believe.
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Jose Juarez