quietly alone.
when it comes down to what is & what was
that's when you begin to wonder why the colors are all fading
but it's not even fall yet
& why you were picked to be left behind
& thrusted into a spot where your square edges don't exactly fit into the circular mold
always wondering why.
being on the giving end, screaming for receivers
wanting to be in a different place,
a different state
where we're the only people we know
& where there's always room for error.
missing kisses
&
needing hands
&
grabbing at arms that aren't there.
scared to death of the emptiness & trying
to believe my day will come.
i honestly consider the weight of the circumstantial decisions & i understand
that not everything can be mapped out & planned
so i surrender myself &
everything that i know
just so that maybe
i can smile again & be where i'm supposed to go.
you stuck to my request and i let the walls fall down.
but it's good.
that's when you begin to wonder why the colors are all fading
but it's not even fall yet
& why you were picked to be left behind
& thrusted into a spot where your square edges don't exactly fit into the circular mold
always wondering why.
being on the giving end, screaming for receivers
wanting to be in a different place,
a different state
where we're the only people we know
& where there's always room for error.
missing kisses
&
needing hands
&
grabbing at arms that aren't there.
scared to death of the emptiness & trying
to believe my day will come.
i honestly consider the weight of the circumstantial decisions & i understand
that not everything can be mapped out & planned
so i surrender myself &
everything that i know
just so that maybe
i can smile again & be where i'm supposed to go.
you stuck to my request and i let the walls fall down.
but it's good.