The Rush
To and fro,
Shout the oceans of time.
Ebb and flow,
Whisper the streams of mine!
Priorities
I must do this,
I must do that.
Where are my priorities at?
Rushing in the morning,
And withdrawn at night.
With my loved one I fight.
Tomorrow, I promise we will do...
Surely next weekend I'll spend with
you.
Stifling my support without any adieu!
Stronger, Stronger and Stronger I think
I grow,
Stealing the candle that set her heart
vivaciously aglow.
Realizing afterwards with bottomless
sorrow.
I look carefully at what I have done.
It's not too late to restore the flame
Act now! Forget about my shame.
I must do this,
I must do that,
I know where my priorities are at!
