Space of thoughts

I see the stairs
Stairs, from the palace
For the people who care's
And you think now,
Who am i to chose for who
Are the stairs to the palace

And now i'm thinking that too,
So what we do? ^^

Yea, we go back
To checking places
For creating human life
Worth experiencing.

No locking in mocking
Because loneliness mean grief
In a gigantic griffin head
Who loves to understand
But living in a limited concept

And we can,
We can do it
Without a continuously crying too,
we just have to do
Because life is worth sometimes
Just for having the simple smile,
Of being true