• Life passes by, the time lets go...
    the wind breezes through your hair,
    as you walk slowly through the snow.
    Singing, walking, skipping around, it's what you do when no one is around.
    When sadness approaches and love turns it's back to being hopeless, all you can do is sit on the bench and forget the pain but one thing is that the, memory will still remain.
    As time ticks you start walking back home, to remember your not alone. Your life is your own.
    You Live it, You choose the choices you create and the ones you decided to make.
    but remember, life is just an piece of puzzle that will lead you to your destiny and faith.
    Sadness,Love,Hate,Tragedy, Happiness, it all awaits but one thing is that this is your own life and the entry to this gate.
    This world is made of puzzles to be solved and answers that still remain missing, unknown, hard to come across that our civilization is not on it's own.