Almost is never enough.

We find ourselves in different people & places

Sometimes in a song or a feeling

In kisses and in tears

In memories and lessons

Hardships and blessings

Pieces are scattered in all places

Finding them is like finding a pair of earrings that we thought were gone for good

Everything that we find, we’ve had all along and that’s what makes finding it so important

tactics.

Who could find the time in the world to tell all the dreamers to quiet their souls

I’ve seen many suffocate the wounded with excessive demands

In this world hierarchy takes precedence over humanity

Humanity is forgotten although it is what we all share

Birds are shot dead right when they learn how to fly, their songs muffled into a murky abyss

The hopeful destined to disappointment in their search for bliss

Look no further, instead look inside

Every rose has it’s thorn but not every thorn has a rose, they have to share

Paint me a picture of all golden flowers and I will you show you the one that doesn’t belong

We accept the love we think we deserve but that’s if we even think that we deserve it at all