dont you try to push me
i hit back hard
i may not look like mutch
but my will is tough
theres something wrong
im too weak then too strong
still time moves on untill its gone
but where is it going
all of these
precious possebillities
comes to be
melodies and poetry
reflection is distance and chaos its strange
i rearange the frames as the pictures change
theres something wrong
im too weak then too strongstill time moves on
untill its gone
but where is it going
all of these
open possebillities
within me
grows the seeds let them become beautyfull
melodies and poetry
please
i hit back hard
i may not look like mutch
but my will is tough
theres something wrong
im too weak then too strong
still time moves on untill its gone
but where is it going
all of these
precious possebillities
comes to be
melodies and poetry
reflection is distance and chaos its strange
i rearange the frames as the pictures change
theres something wrong
im too weak then too strongstill time moves on
untill its gone
but where is it going
all of these
open possebillities
within me
grows the seeds let them become beautyfull
melodies and poetry
please