if you open my book theres one page

I read and mistook for many days

not that I could do otherwise

for life made it look luring to my eyes

 

its not what you read that drags you

not even the feed you get too

its all the things you can get

from filling the strings that are left

 

even tho everyday goes by the same way

tomorrow may sway to have different say

even tho i know nothing will come from this

my heart will always glow when i’ll think of a bliss