Everyone dreams
Of life to be fuller than what we perceive
Picturing days
That look more like the scenes in what movies portray
We have such imaginations,
But we don’t see these inclinations

Are a cry for you
A desperate pleading and yearning for you
But we don’t know who
We should be crying for

Why do we reach
For life like a plant towards the sun always leans
How do we agree
There’s more past these shadows our eyes cannot see
We have so much motivation,
But we don’t see these inclinations

Life is constant demonstration
We’re carbon copied replications