No lie.

why do i always want to save people?
spend my time listening
attentive and right
hands in my lap, thinkin of what to give as advice

i have many a friend
and time and again
I loose my personal zen
the balance that keeps me at 10

so I take my long walks
past trees, over rocks
to the silent part of the world
forests that waear sunlight as pearls

I am ok here,
I am me
and person no tother has yet to see
how i wish i could share it with thee
the secrets amongest the leaves of uncertainties

lets ponder the distance of stars in the sky
wonder if they can fall in love before they eventually die
and even though I am writing this while I'm quite high
I still feel I am flying, and that is no lie.