Temperamental Ideals

We follow the steps of our past's broken minds only to just discover all that we know is our life is a road made of fake blood and pure wind.

Time makes life throw us sudden desires to go away.
Let's walk on transparent streets over temperamental ideals.

I will exile this pessimistic approach for all I know my life is a flare.
Better to set off than rust.

(written: 2011)