Everything beautiful,
Everything still,
Everyone around,
But kind of underground.
It’s you and your life,
That you can see.
As only you see ,
Your dream.
Sometimes life can be,
Too beautiful,
That you deliberately want to,
Confuse it ,
With a dream.
Eyes open,
And it’s gone.
You don’t even try,
To hold on.
You simply let go,
And move on.
When we are happy,
We try for it to stay,
Believe me,
It’s addictive.
After all it’s nothing but Dopamine.
You say live in the moment,
But alas!
I can’t.
How does it feel?
When you have it all,
But deny,
Coz you don’t know,
If ever,
You'll have to let go and,
Move on.
