what's to come .

i wish we could dip our fate in windex .
it makes things difficult for a care-free future;
but those stains and dirt to come, make us who we are .

if i could only spread out my arms to shield us from pain .
seeing you hurting burns my eyes , makes me tear from the heat;
but the beating makes us strong enough to deal with what's to come .

if kisses cured adversity than complete bliss would be at hand .

wishful thinking .

inspired by my parents .