the skyMature

I look up and I ask the sky

why do these days keep flashing by?

but the minutes drag on,

I don’t know how to pass the time

when I’m alone and get past my mind.

a million second guesses and regrets stuff my head

 when my head hits the stuffing, I just wanna go to bed!

tell me, why can I never put my past behind?

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nothing but silence, the sky doesn't call back.

the world fades, I am blinded

the sky’s gone all black.

but in the dark shine the stars lighting our path

reminding me it isn't all that bad.

'cause whatever this cold world can do to you

just look up,

the sky’s still beautiful.

and you are too.

The End

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