This Time I Walk
This time I walk up and down the paths,
I look forward to dance,
And unending chats,
With those whose ideals,
Whisper into my ears,
So I'll be a different better version of me,
Is it the 1st or lst of the pain?
That escapes the mist and latches onto me,
I fight the creatures,
No parasites for me,
Yet I look into the sky,
And hope for your peace.