Point Of View
This is my point of view.
My sunshine memory too.
The world around me
Uncurled before me.
I'm worried why?
The sun in the sky it shines everyday
The same.
Nothing changes.
But we're the same,
We grow and change.
Everyday,
Everyway.
What should I do?
What I should do?
What I should do?
What should I change?
The way I'm the same
What should I do?
The dandy people I meet,
Why do they repeat
The words they hear and there,
Without a thought or care.
My name is driving me
To the edge of chemistry
All the surroundings look dead underground
What should I do?
What I should do?
What I should do?
What should I change?
The way I'm the same
What should I do?