Disbelieve this if you wish to keep deceived.
But it's already done...
To keep the mood of people lifted.
And already done,
Unfinished continues a blooming undone.
To have anyone perceive what will be,
Viewed and seen,
In its ultimate beauty yet discovered.
If it has 'It Factor',
Very few have it.
That 'It Factor'...
Living, has its risks.
Living, can't be done to sit.
Living, to do it...
Has to be adventured.
Behind to leave it left.
As is meant when taking forward steps.
Behind to leave it left and there kept.
As is meant with or without regrets,
Keeping it real and smooth is tough.
And easier said than done.
To keep it real is not enough...
For the ones who make decisions,
Left to mend pieces of a broken heart.
As if that had been my expertise.
And today to mend as an experience done,
I seem more prepared than I ever was for love.
You can only occupy the space you've been given.
Do with it as you wish.
Asking you to give me space,
It's not enough to be patient,
To donate a tolerance that's subdued.
It's not enough to be honest,
To prove a trust is true.
When people become too afraid,
To express their own identities...
With a making it known who they are,
They welcome the ease to be offended.