We sometimes walk, but Hesitated simply because There are a lot of stumbling-blocks Ahead of us for many reasons... We look to walk forward, but They put the sticks ahead of us... We often run to the rear Simply because we can not walk To the front for many reasons... We don't have wings to fly anytime Simply because that's the way with us... We always complain from everyone and From everything for a thousand of reasons... We are alive, but In fact we're completely dead... We want to be, but We find ourselves in the not to be category... All our ways are completely dead-ends For many, many reasons... We want to know, but We exceedingly ignore everything... We only run in the same spot Simply because that's the way with us... We are greatly in big loss... We only dare to walk towards That unknown world Which we have made for ourselves... _____________________________________________________________________
Well envisioned and enjoyed the word flow.Thanks for sharing