Is it getting better or worse?
The choice is all yours, you are alive
Not only in the form but in every feel
As well, is the wall is enough to
Separate us? Don't you travel
In your dreams? Don't music
Takes you far away from this world?
Don't you feel the connections
With the trees and the birds and
The sound that blows on and on
As being life itself, you are drowning
So am I, so why not we hug
Each other and feel love and
Be love instead of quarreling and even killing
To prove one powerful than the other
Why not feel the flow of life itself.