Paint Me the Future

Paint me the future, Of a life without fear, where my life has meaning as old age draws near. Paint me the future, With a different story and plot, As I visualize my life with a clear snapshot. Paint me the future, Without a bloody end, Where everyone I come across is but a friend. Paint me the truth, From the lips and hearts of all children, That I may carry out the message with honesty and wisdom. Coz by all means my life in all honesty, Is full of challenges which I have embraced with modesty, Sincerity comes at a cost of betrayal, But I still refrain from profanity and keep myself loyal. Yeah, ultimately we all want a piece of the good life But in our quest to find it, what will be the price? Reason will be defied just so we can feel alive, As we sacrifice what we hold dear so we can survive, The path before me is misty, yet I’m still trying to see some other life Some, other life… displayed on a canvass is a portrait of my wife, Pleasurable sketches, to the eyes it’s such a compliment, Paintings depicting a life of beseeming ornaments, Vivified by its colourful state, Attraction to the drawing increases at an alarming rate, As I glare at the masterpiece of my very own creation The picture begins to fade like sanity in a fiction. My mind at last finally comes to a conclusion, That it’s all in my head as I become disillusioned, Artistic abilities are not of my strongest qualities, So I will just stick to writing for my friends and families. Paint me the future, Of a life without fear, where my life has meaning as old age draws near. Paint me the future, With a different story and plot, As I visualize my life with a clear snapshot, As I visualize my life… Paint me the future, As I visualize my life.