Just a poem i wrote while on holiday in greece |
Watery Road. This beautiful looking place isn't all its hyped up to be, at least at the time thats how it seemed to me, The way i see it, nothing's how it seems to be. The glistening blue watery road that leads to the mountains, on each side covered with fountains, believe me, its not what it seems to be. If you do decide to venture out there, dont look back - I found it hard to get back on track, believe me, thats what it seemed to me. If you decide not to listen to me, and find out yourself what it turns out to be - then try not to turn your back, you've got a better chance of staying on track, because This beautiful looking place isnt all its hyped up to be, at least at the time thats how it seemed to me, the way i see it, nothings how it seems to be. The glistening blue watery road that leads up to the mountains, on each side covered with fountains, believe me, its not what it seems to be - nothing's what it seems to be. Don't tell me I didnt warn you what it might turn out to be, I told you how it turned out for me, nothing's what it seems to be. That beautiful place that leads to the mountains, covered with fountains- believe me, isn't what it seems to be. |