Creative Thinking
I’ve been waiting for a light,
And even blinded, I followed.
I swear I tried,
Found my place at the highest of heights.
The wind was a friend,
Waters made me reflect,
The stars said me where is the end,
I asked myself if I still had any respect.
So, I surfed again.
Wrong sense, one future damage.
This fish could bring the smallest of the pains,
All lived, the ocean was deep and I sank.
Well, the celebrations were necessary.
Under a costume, the frog turned into a prince,
The usual witch smiled while others thought she was the fairy.
To make a long story short, the lies in the empire increased.
There are unknown places around big cities,
Explore downtown to understand other thinkings,
Darkness was acting like a new kid,
After experimenting unpredictable lipsticks.
Moon called to say hello,
And we can’t refuse,
But I said, “you’re lucky, don’t abuse”.
Then, I discovered the fury of saying no.
Instigated by the pleasure of writing, this is the beginning of life.
And even blinded, I followed.
I swear I tried,
Found my place at the highest of heights.
The wind was a friend,
Waters made me reflect,
The stars said me where is the end,
I asked myself if I still had any respect.
So, I surfed again.
Wrong sense, one future damage.
This fish could bring the smallest of the pains,
All lived, the ocean was deep and I sank.
Well, the celebrations were necessary.
Under a costume, the frog turned into a prince,
The usual witch smiled while others thought she was the fairy.
To make a long story short, the lies in the empire increased.
There are unknown places around big cities,
Explore downtown to understand other thinkings,
Darkness was acting like a new kid,
After experimenting unpredictable lipsticks.
Moon called to say hello,
And we can’t refuse,
But I said, “you’re lucky, don’t abuse”.
Then, I discovered the fury of saying no.
Instigated by the pleasure of writing, this is the beginning of life.
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