Insubstantialality

Something’s are never broken
Something’s are never right

Some people are open
Others keep it tight

Some look away in fear
Some hide smiles through a day

We hold our hands near
We ask ourselves anyway

Through the winds we see the facts
And the paper we hold so cold

We walk a fine line, like an acrobat
And then we ask ourselves, who are so bold

To walk this line, walk this line and say yes

Hold you close, hold you close and love like the rest

Life isn’t so much of a ball
Like they would want

Its more of a fast pace racing, to hear that call
Its nothing of originality, nothing but taught

So hold me close and don’t let me fall away

I can’t bear to beat the system if you die today.

Your heart is in my hands, and mine in yours

For this I know, for this love, I am so sure.