Do you hear me? When I talk do you see it clearly? The picture I see is bigger than me, the picture you see isn't free. The world we live in isn't fun, but that doesn't mean we can run. We stay and fight our battle foreal till the day we have our final battle. That's when our conscious will unravel our inner thoughts like gravel get caught and travel to places unknown. That's when I'll be heard when no one else can say a word. Now they hear me not,but it's no big deal I'll keep dreaming and dreaming till they are no longer thoughts my thought will be real.
