Live is what I would say,

For those whose mind goes sway...

Choosing what is right or wrong..

Sometime the movie's just too long.. 

The first rain drop makes the sand smell sweet,

Like a shelf of books kept neat..

Like the negligible gaps in the rails during summer,

Like the orbit of the flowers by the hummer.. 

A face that seems to be away but isn't..

A hand that once was, but isn't..

Plummet into abyss, sucked by a black hole.. 

I remember the one that touched my soul..

Hold my hand.. Hold me now.. 

You don't know what you miss and how.. 

I would nourish your thought 

if you give me a shot.. 

You're not watching this is what I know..

You deserve to know and not feel so low..

This is going nowhere is what I feel,

Helping you is my happy meal.. :)