Friday, February 18, 2011

But it's not and it wasn't

If it was love,
it would have grown on trees

If it was loyalty,
it would have been carved in stones

If it was gentle,
it would have whispered in the wind

If it was free,
it would have danced on streets

If it was forgiveness,
it would have made a rainbow

If it was life,
it would have grown flowers

If it was beautiful,
it would have painted a picture

If it was good,
it would have not existed at all.


We spin.

And spin.

And spin.

Everything our own way.

And then we are so dizzy.

We cannot see it your way.

I spin.

And spin.

And spin.

Everything your way.

And then I am so dizzy.

I cannot see it my way.