sitting in a small room thinking about what I'd like to do. feeling low and letting it go lol
I'd like to be gazing up at a patterned sky
littered with leaves of green
your red limbs reaching high
the sun in rays to be seen.
I'd like to be running free
alone but never lonely
my curls flying in the breeze
and never worried of being homely.
this big world can swallow you up
and make you feel so small
and its hard to keep your chin up
when your used to feeling tall.
I'd like to dance until I fall
to swirl and flail like the wind
to rumble around and have a ball
but my arms are bound, not to begin.
so many questions in this life
so many forces to hold you back
the fingers pointing out your strife
and the qualities you lack.
well I'm trying to pick myself up
from under this lead weight
and its proving to be tough
but I know not too great