DAYS OF DAYS | NIKITA BEGAY

DAYS OF DAYS

NIKITA BEGAY

Days of Days Thinking about a corporate life, froze like the coldest night Just breathe, Don’t think too deep, Where the undertow heavy and the current don’t leave, Compass pointed to the wind, Life doesn’t stop, so make use of the minutes, Only to get them and waste the seconds, What if everything around you isn’t quite what it seems? What is all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?