I step onto the street – people flashing by

guided by belief I try to catch another eye

but all I see is shadows – shells of what is there

give me grace to melt my heart

so I may feel what lies inside of me – and change

Raise it high and fly..

Everywhere I look – to the front or from behind

multiple sensations to fill my senses fine

shoes in which I can dance – foods that fill my eyes

beautiful people with beautiful lives

is this the human world, truth or lies? truth or lies?