Look Out Below

there is always that day where I'm down for no reason whether its the weather or the changing of the seasons looking down upon the crown of the kings below me riding high on the horse that I couldn't get to know me at least not well enough for me to ride up on his back but sometimes I'd rather stay low and hide out with the rats for my mind is always stretching like a tightrope taught and thin while the walker takes the tightrope puts his foot out and begins to walk across the line the birds are flying overhead one look to the golden sky and you could lose the thread but is it worth the worry to miss the pretty sights to forget to enjoy happiness for simple fear of heights the thread it starts to wobble and I jump out from the rope and I start laughing as I'm falling saying look out below!!!