Discrete Encounter Let Go
A mind's often chasing a thought - So what?
A road's often slippery wet - Too bad!
A taste's not always matching a smell - Oh, well!
A rain's not always ready to fall - Let go
Nothing's ever what it seems
I'm getting used to reading your mind
And if you never see my tears
It doesn't mean that I haven't been crying
A beauty often acts as a beast - To please!
A secret's often poorly kept - You bet!
A time's not always ready to turn - Just learn
The eyes are not always willing to see - Just be