Survival Games, A School for the Brave and The Sand I Didn't Know Was There

Sailing through the turbulence of a sea of sand,

The mind shapes your face with dust, and suddenly vanishes away

With the breadth of life your words take life and with sounds of chaos they disappear

When I crossed that unstable bridge I was scared to death, 

Yet I made it in good company, I sat with you under a tree.

I tried modestly hard to imprint a nice impression of myself

But then I realized and shied away.

I believe in love, 

Because I have lots of it and I can't be the only one.

Came and choreographed  a dance with the youngest of the school, 

Like a child again.

Came a second time, maybe looking to see you once more, 

Ended up making you guys chase me for fun jumping from roof to roof.

When did San Francisco get flooded with dry rain? 

Full of sand, the city is undermined and the iconic bridge you can barely sense

I've seen with my own eyes the things we beings can do and be

Floating in the air, using magic for flying games

Giving in to the raw instincts of being synched with everything

In combat, with animals attacking and devils not compromising

It can be scary, but good and bad is all the same

So choose a side and get into the ring, life is fun but serious in that same regard. 

 At the school I saw brave fighters,

Some eager for combat, others a bit fearful. 

Houses full of young people, they seem to be in a cage,

always trying to escape.

All of my dreams we are fighting for survival,

Its reality, many wars from different dimensions and directions

Like time x chaos theory makes the matrix

The quantum mechanics of a source of information 

With no purpose, but with many seeing eyes

The judge is not god

It is the sand I didn't know was there.

The eye and I is the same, 

It is only about what you see, 

And all of the stabs your body has received

Snake bites become normal occurrences, 

And in no time more giants will show up. 

From my first encounter, I have to have a plan ready to retaliate

It is not fair, for the small to fear the big.

And in all this, 

what is the reason for the doing?

Perhaps the sand I didn't know was there...