I seemed to have lost my way,
I thought by running in a straight line, I could get to you faster.
I have tripped, slid, fallen, stumbled and slip away;
Plenty of years of life, and my goals not even close yet not even mastered.
Has got me stuck in this fog of clouds.
Where do I go now, now that I see that I am not where I belong?
I have reached for those stars, heard it loud and clear;
But then nothings place in my hands, it just a sad song thats not what I want to hear.
I get tired of writing about the same thing, but its what keeps me from being complete.
Perfect in one sense, something that oddly I strive for, to not be beat.
Some people are blessed And some people just stretch it and take advantage of it.
Whenever I get to truly grasp it in my arms,
I will treat it like the most delicate melodic drop it is!
But until then, I will continue to wander aimlessly through the thick cloud of reds, light purples & silvery blues I call my romance.
I sit here, thinking about if I’ll get that chance, hmph.