The Return of the Sun

The sun returns as I knew it would The rays warm my soul, I’m feeling good I’d try to do more if only I could Sometimes I’m not certain if I should? Many of my intentions are just misunderstood Given the chance to change it I think that I would But there never seems to be enough time in the day I thought my intent was in the words that I say. Perhaps there problem is words mean many things I feel like puppet with someone pulling the strings The passion inside my heart always sings Sometimes this is when the warning bell rings. I can’t help myself I say what I must Also I have this strong will to trust I always think people will see this is me However this isn’t the way that it always will be. I feel this need to follow my heart Sometimes it just pulls things apart I try to consider a different point of view I get confused and don’t know what to do. I just take a walk and try to calm down I seem to do better when no one is around I hear this voice say it shall be alright The sun is setting and in comes the night. I used to be afraid of what I saw in the night It was like everything wrong and nothing was right I am still not that certain where I shall fit Still peace does come in this place that I sit.