Creative Rush
cry to yourself how you never got anywhere
every night the same thing happens
you hold your pillow in a tight embrace
as your emotions leak out one tear at a time
lying alone in the bed, with a smidge of light
shining through the closed blinds that symbolize
the outside world you isolate yourself from
and you like to think it's something wrong with you
instead of actions that you've taken and choosen
that smidge of light catches your eye
you forget that it stings when you look straight at it
showing you the uncomforting feeling you would have
if you were to pull yourself from this cacoon
You have to ask yourself one question
Should you stay put with mourning the past everyday
or break free to find a new future, where there's potential.
The cacoon cracks open from your thrust and pressure.
You then take flight with your newly bright and beautiful wings
leaving the past behind in that cacoon,
and leaving the future as open as the horizon infront of you is.
every night the same thing happens
you hold your pillow in a tight embrace
as your emotions leak out one tear at a time
lying alone in the bed, with a smidge of light
shining through the closed blinds that symbolize
the outside world you isolate yourself from
and you like to think it's something wrong with you
instead of actions that you've taken and choosen
that smidge of light catches your eye
you forget that it stings when you look straight at it
showing you the uncomforting feeling you would have
if you were to pull yourself from this cacoon
You have to ask yourself one question
Should you stay put with mourning the past everyday
or break free to find a new future, where there's potential.
The cacoon cracks open from your thrust and pressure.
You then take flight with your newly bright and beautiful wings
leaving the past behind in that cacoon,
and leaving the future as open as the horizon infront of you is.