Expression is a gift

I saw the sun set and rise in the same day. My imagination running wild with the wind I can't close my eyes or even look away Fixated on the emptiness of the walls What natural feelings run through me, I convey In the words and emotions hidden on the notebooks I open up my conscious on each and every page. How you really get to know me thought this portal In this utopian phase I'd love to stay Expression is a gift were given to speak through obstacles Like how the sunshined brighter when it rains.