optimism is not rare
it just has rare causes
sometimes we choose to wake up happy in the morning
sometimes it feels so good not to look for reasons
so what if you won't have him?
smile and let the Sun know you're inlove..
it doesn't matter, all the sadness is behind
life is beautiful enough just for looking up
and running in the street for no reason
running fast and enjoying the cold air racing against your face
and if you still dream of him running with you
think that he breathes the same air...
i have my personal justice written across my pulse
constant thoughts and very clear needs
my personal justice is just that: personal
like a thief whose money you're carrying
if only luck didn't have so much to do with it
or time, or life
who says i'm not better?
life has its own will and it does not care about your plans
or secrets or hopes you bury inside.. counting minutes, days, months
for your justice to have its turn
it does not have a turn
time couldn't care less
you can be your own prisonner, if you like
life won't even bother
still... when will you surrender?