somethin i wrote :) - The Man Who Gave Up
A man just like you and I
He wore clothes that weren’t in fashion
And listened to songs that weren’t “hip”
He didn’t care what others thought
He didn’t care what happened
His eyes of the bluest seas with a hint of the sun
Were empty like a lighter with no fumes
But Sense of touch lost but for the touch of the lips of his beloved
His mind in a world of its own
A world where music is freedom and love is passion
Where his dreams and imagination comes to life
Where he cared, felt and saw
This is the story of the man who gave up
But one day the fumes to his eyes
Or the sense to his skin would come back
One day, just one day this might happen
But until then this is the story of the man who gave up