Daily Strive
Pick a side
That will divide
Into a distant ride,
Then we’ll strive
Upon the open view
That we’ll go through
Feeling pleasure of discomfort
We can shift and vert
Between the lines
Our minds will bounce,
Be compact of sudden shouts
Our eyes will be suprised
For what happens in our minds
Plumped from stranged hypnotize
Our minds are lead by lies
Like linguring flies,
Dazed little guys
