Thoughts

They’re all so brave and fast, smile one time and melt in past. In so deep, to mold my mask, they’ve met each other, there’s no need to ask. For growing, such a scary task, and hearts are all just fragile glass. That’s why I vow to stay the last, than drive another mind to crash. All my dreams for us are ash, often times my heart and mind will clash. Though I can’t find my home, know I’d rather be alone. For there is worth to my soul, or so I lie to myself to calm. As I flew so high, just to fall, to be pushed by my all. I must be terrifying, for I’m different. They run so fast, so distant. If I know one thing, my wisdom, is that I would have loved until I pass. But still I ask…