I remember yesterday,
walking down the street
with crooked trees dancing
and the sun burning down
from the heavenly
sky-blue and pink skies—

Crows and winds
screaming in laughter.
Surrounded by
a crowd of souls.

The one stood out.
Like a ghost
of nightmares,
he walked past
through me.

My heart skipped
an important beat—
And there,
my heart bleeds
in blood and cold tears
from memory.

I never needed you.  

I only wanted you.

When I reach out,
You grab my hand.
When I reach out,
You listen to my words.
When I reach out,
You're there.

You are the sun,
I am your mirror.
I reflect your light
back to you.

Your rays touch me -
mine never reaches you.

The real question may not be,
"Who's good and who's bad?"
It may be,

Who's trying to save the world,
Who's mislead?

So when we look upon the mess that we live in,
Consider it,
Who's trying to save this world,
Who's manipulated by it?