(me and mak. I think I was 3..maybe four?)

Trying so hard to grasp all that is happening. To understand and make an impression of what's going on. Lost in a myriad of dreams, unspoken truths and unseen sadness. Looking out for what's been said and done, trying to correct the wrong and leaving empty spaces that just don't make sense.

Trying to deny an emptiness that surrounds and tumbling into the unknown secrets. Sharing a hardened task and going full head into the unrecognizable and unbelievable. Grasping a sense of subliminal sense of reality, crying for a closure of uncertainties and an end to the hypocracy.

Promising of a new tomorrow, restoring hope and faith. Linking what that has been broken annd fixing a path to make a whole new generation. To feel the strength and power of this insanity called LOVE.

In the end... LOVE will conquer all