Tired of hitting rocky lands.
Tired of picking thorny flowers.
Bloody heart, bloody pair of hands
yet we hope the day would be ours
Tired , What life but a journey of struggle.
May or may not turn easy.
Easy not , but it might .. Might settle .
I recall when it get so crazy
I take moment and play Kenny G
a moment away from clutter
to breath, to fly , to swim or pray
I know it might sound so cheesy.
Honestly , I do feel much better
The moment :