From "hello" to "wassup",
the unfamiliar of new is never passed up ,
To understand why we start over,
to I'ev been hurt before
Never changes it's shade
only the color at the front door
Walking blindly into visual plain site
Adopts it's own atmosphere to pleasures you Wish to receive,
Not knowing it's human Nature to feel relieved,
Open eyes to closed doors Leaving hearts broken,
To lure Lurking for closure
While steadily opening more doors.
"Hello"..
is just the beginning
The way I see it.. We disguise our proposal into propositions unclear,
Opportunities we don't allow It's unfair
CHOOSING is making a choice
Allowing CHANGE Why is it so hard to proclaim?
Almost like saying why do people
CHOOSE to play games?
"Hello"
is your CHANCE to speak back ,My CHOICE was made Now it's your turn...
Do you wanna play?