True

Lieing from my heart,

Making the world see what I do not

From where one comes, 

One must go

To stay is to be unhappy

So pack your bags

And at the end of the road,

Make a U-turn and come back

Back to unhappiness where

Now you can find happiness

Find it all because on your way

The road becomes clear

And clear is what was needed to know this is true

That I am true

ärˈkāik

there is so much to give

،there is even more to give,

to whom you giveth

،is no concern to me.

Ðℯαя ℒø♥ε∂ ϴη℮

Nothing more rewarding

than to be the only one

to have piece of you

nothing more pleasant

than to be one of the few

to hold close

what you have held so closed