Running to my arms, the love that is gave. I look at you, you look at me with a gaze. Your cracked green skin, blue tears in your eyes; I can see your tired, I’m not surprised. Your skin is rough, mountainous and dry. With desert sand blowing on your thighs. You give me water, you give me food; I take care of you when you're blue. You make everything better. You control what I do. I love my life, and you make it better too. Try looking out into a forest, with nature galore, and you can see there's so much more. The world makes life better, no explanations. It may be slow, but you have to be patient.