I was a piece of metal
could feel the paper
under my feet
walking soft
going in any direction
until someday
I saw a piece of wood
standing still
watching myself in his peaceful eyes
he started whispering in my ears
"theres a god behind this paper
they call it magnet
you move wherever he wants
if you lose him
you'll no longer move
you'll no longer live
you'll no longer love"
always rememer
there's a magnet behind the paper of your life
that loves you more than yourself
