"If I don't talk, then I cannot lie,"
it's rationale they say.
F.eelings I.nside N.ot E.xpressed.
That's F.I.N.E.- the word of the day

Subisitute, that's Deja Vu;
Circumstances stay the same
But another soul goes through.

Eternal cycle; first in, then out
Undulating waves of fate,
the tides of destiny,
pull you in when you escape,
never shall we be free.

When time has stopped,
as it must be,
might we escape
from destiny?

As one must live
and one must die
must one also learn to fly?
To fly the wind of fate itself
escaping from its grasp,
to overcome the impossible,
yourself, and not look back?

If you are to speak no lie,
truely you must speak.
As people hide behind the mask
you hide behind the peak.
The peak of quiet, which knows no bounds,
the greatest mask there is,
but while this mask effective be,
deadly also she is.
The truthful statment now
and ever shall hold up,
not matter what your scrutiny,
never shall she flub.

From destiny we must escape,
if ever we shall live,
but ebbs and flows her current does,
yet never does she give.
Just push and pull,
pull and push,

And Lo!
The bonds shall break.