Somewhere Else…

Young and wise – and I know nothing.

Is there such thing as a cold summer?

The air is warm and the people are dense.

Please, wear our hearts’ sense…

I lived a sheltered life ever since I was born.

And now society I semi scorn.

Torn, because I love people.

I hope there could be a life sequel.

This can’t be it.

Sometimes there may be dimensions, and we can or cannot see it.

It is up to each imagination, Albert was a fan.

Let it lead us where we stand, and

Follow the divine plan.