EPIPHANY

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People chase rainbows, people chase dreams

I chase myself to be known better

When hopes knocking on my door

I fear to let them in

I dance by myself in the room where the melody is somber

Been called a freak, been called a genius

but never found to fit in

When the world turns quiet, I hear my self better

The winds will never carry my songs

and the books will never carry my stories

for all that matters I shall live and perish

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