You win some, lose some 

Never keep track of the score

Just be the best you.

Royal slaves living 
Never feeling true control

Silence is the worse.

We make mistakes

The sun is waiting for me

Grow willing to learn.

Morning came early

Sun shinning over mountains 

Day inspiration.

Be Free…

Possessions that I don’t own, own me in the highest form. I could be more of myself, if I had everything in my hand. Release the shackles, let the wrists feel justice. Stretch the truth, breath in a new idea, take inspiration from the power.

Do we truly know the meaning of what it means to matter?

No longer victims

Wishful thinking to those gone,

Erased memory 

Content with all that happened 

Seasons will define all this.

Passing possessions 

Energy must be given

The wind at night, comes.