Stormy End

Appears it's a stormy end and yet this is how it all begins with

When the voices start crawl into my head telling me to proceed to enhance my ways

You said that I am like a fess when I've seen your freedom as dangerous grave

Now I understand I was just a toy a stage for ongoing experience with the world

So why do you look so sad and how could it be you have not even one friend

What would it be in the end People they feel the shame

We see the things each as we see can a saint tell me if its un harmony

When the need to succeed and rebuild to achieve in a loose in the senseless fragile field

The view is clear now and you're not far you have the feelings and the abilities

Sure your reasons they can change and blow with the wind