Lane Ii

Full moons and big peaches, Juicy strawberries and soar lemons: Fruits and seasons, Yesterday ways hell...! Today its heaven, gates opening As i see a man holding an goldenrod Twisting, seeing strange ins.... A world, from crawling to walking... The growth to evolving, And life be tough like the mountain range, Oh why; oh why; oh why... Is it so hard to fly! From dreaming nightmares To finally waking up to falling asleep again, the battle of self that never ends, New levels... New enemies! But the same friends, From shouts, boos yeah that too! To cheers and champagne bottles: Glass fragile and when smashed they break! Cries be like shattered pieces cutting through my skin, bruises of hard work be visible to me- And only...only me! Journeys of life be captured in a moment of prime, struggle's endued and won.