If I told you all the flowers were wilting,

Would you still smile at me that way?

If I showed you half a butterfly wing,

Would your heart still feel so bright?

If I brought you to see the dying trees,

Of leaves all yellow, brown and sickly,

So sad, so sad, so sad a scene...

Would you steal hold my hand so firmly?

If I sang you a song of the End,

Would you still live so gaily?

If I opened the door,

And the gray light washed out the color of the room,

Would your eyes still dance so fine?

If I could shield you from all that,

All that, oh so unsightly, oh so sad...

Oh in any way that may be so great (so great),

Yet that I would do to save you from all that. 

Mountains

I like mountains. 

I like islands. 

I like being alone. 

But I live in a city, 

I can't be like this, 

I gotta communicate, 

I gotta live. 

There's a breeze in my mind,

A coldness on my skin,

But in front of my eyes,

I see only people.

Waves of people,

Floods of people,

Many people,

Hundreds,

Billions.

There are things that I wish,

That I want to believe.

Things that make me smile.

There are things that I want,

But not what I need,

But there's no stopping the longing.

I stood on a mountain,

I stood in an island,

I heard a gentle breeze.

But when I opened my eyes,

My gaze was filled,

Once more, 

An ordinary day. 

Proof...

... that Justin Bieber's voice was never the 'IT'... it was his hair O__o||| Maybe it's just me... but his hair looks so weird... mind you, I ain't no Justin Bieber hater... but I ain't a fan either. I'm just an innocent by-stander. LOL.

Okay...

I shall get down to writing something... This year there has been nothing to write about yet...

I shall put a few pics in, to give this post some volume. No hope for mass...