Passion lives in our hearts
Never far away as it seems
Sometimes it is buried
Faded from distresses past
Never really forgotten
Sometimes left alone
Faded by the shadows
Romantic ideals tucked away
Dreams of tomorrow left alone
We forget that dreams can come true
Nothing really is truly forgotten
Dreams are figments of imagination
We forget to be creative in real life
Nothing is really what it seems
Acknowledgement of the present
My heart is full of wonder and light
The true-me struggles to finally be free
Soaring above on emotional highs
My heart is shy but sure of all of this
The true-me is grinning like a fool
Soaring together, as one
