Suffocating under orders given without
Perception of reality.
Filled with finally nothing
To better go to another,
An indefinite direction
And sometimes,often,indefinite.
With others we built.
With others,
A thought that is lost that is already gone.
So what shall we built?
Time perhaps,
To take care of our memories
Protected.
Time won't agree with those who take it
Into account
Time is alone with those who live it,
To finally take it away.
Perception of reality.
Filled with finally nothing
To better go to another,
An indefinite direction
And sometimes,often,indefinite.
With others we built.
With others,
A thought that is lost that is already gone.
So what shall we built?
Time perhaps,
To take care of our memories
Protected.
Time won't agree with those who take it
Into account
Time is alone with those who live it,
To finally take it away.