Ignorance takes over,
Beautiful mountians,
Wonderous plains,
Garcious skies,
Natural or to be domestic,
The thought of peace has left,
We live on our own rules,
We play by our own game,
We learn from our mistakes,
This might be considered a doubtful debate,
Yet for hours we stand and stare at a blank page,
Who writes your words for you,
Who tells you what to do,
Who makes your decisions,
But then again who are you to disobey,
Your own mind,
Who are you to say,
This is your time,
There are rules we all must follow,
There are times of despearate need, There's a hope like none other,
But that hope kindled in a fire,
Too move on you must forgive,
For every candle dimmed,
There's another lit to shine even brighter than the previous,
Some call our minds madness,
Some call it peace,
In my mindmany things go on,
But it can be described in two words,
How we live our life,
Overcome our mistakes,
Take forth in what we call our time,
Broken Serenity,
Is how I describe,
Each and every soul,
Who's been heartbroken or healed,
We live in a seren world,
I don't think so...

--*Definition of Serenity-To be serene,Definition of Serene-To be calm, peacefull* Broken Serenity=Un-peaceful.--