I Figured It Out
It's kind of like when a dog mindlessly chases a car down the street.
Perhaps it's pure instinct, or a childish need.
Gas is to engine,
as honey is to bee.
Instincts exists inside the mind,
from doubts to beliefs.
A blink of an eye,
the jerk of a knee,
beat of the heart,
a cough or a sneeze.
When a mother and child's eyes finally meet,
love is created between two human beings.
From that moment on,
We start searching for bonds,
family, and friends,
to true love and beyond.
Moments are made,
some forgotten,
some lost.
The best ones are relived,
through stories and song.
Do we know what to expect?
From our birth to our deaths?
The past is our future,
Life's just a mess.
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