Creation

It you who creates it
This little joy
Its you who detroys it
This bundle boy

What is done
Is forgotten
What is won
Is taken

Have you lost
The meaning of life
With a high cost
When you go for the dive

Don't kill it
To keep the kit
You've got to give a hit
And let the fire lit

For them you need to
Coz they depend on you

Wired

Gazing at the stars
Questions flow
Its moving to fast
I didnt know

I'd be nowhere
If this continues
It is unfair
Coz I'm losing the fuse

The world around me
Is still moving
I let it be
As it is too disturbing

What's there to express
When everything is done
Trying to keep abreast
With putting my head with a gun

Trying but failing
To overcome it
Buying but losing
To reach the bit