My heart beats a million times and more, I know many a people saw, a truth, already they needed not any proof, behind that curtain, they already knew what be certain, a quiet whisper, a reminder, a sight neither blurred or out of focus, but my life never will it progress, or walk forward, my name that is john sanford, but my interior bellows out falsehood, false being, stepping up to your stage I was crying out for understanding, to be accepted, talent yes I hold and share, but when you create with care, release your heart and passion, you are looked up to as an inspiration, a person to become, a person who lights another persons home, then express your true self you cannot, your world forever cold never hot, you sit and create, because deep inside your heart it makes you feel for 1 second your life is great, always tired you feel creating magic, always sad you cannot express your inner electric, the beat you feel, worried because others will think you are far from real, yet you blind those eyes and mind, thinking that life itself it be kind, trying hard to find, a way to scream out loud and scream all over, that this world it always wishes to forget and not once remember, a heart so free, but a life that many not wish to see, as I write this now my tears grow strong, this is my song, my melody, my true personality, but where do I walk to, which way to know of my life show, my calling again is strong, but my tears belong, my tears rushing through, where do I find you, find me, find thee, find anything I know, time is it for me to go?, time is it to stay?, if you wish to find me listen again to the words I say...
Posted on: Sun, 10 Nov 2013 22:37:14 +0000
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