there is hope in your eyes
it's perfect throughout the day
you wouldn't compromise
surprisingly
no one knows where all your sorrows go
you create for a new world
not for this one
it's a matter of taste
maybe perspective
or the lack thereof
in understanding your prologue
and theme
what once was
never invited to grand alumnights
or parties
in the early days and darkest of nights
it's time for a long nap
and when you wake up
you realize you care
but you're really just disassociating
there is hope in your eyes
it's perfect throughout the day
many people are afraid
that you are in color
no sense of restraint at all
while you're not perfect
your idiosyncrasies
the unknown satisfaction
from the world you live in
made you solid
pursuing purpose more than most
people want to breathe
suddenly in your counterfeit
you got to see bits of the clear water
you have never otherwise have
encountered
it's time for a long nap
and when you wake up
you realize you how different your
path is
and that's okay
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