The Meaning of Us

I know, I know that you’re going to leave,
I don’t care about that, it’s trivial to me,
Because now I know, I know…
Now I know the meaning of us.

Thinking so hard about the past and the future,
I never really knew about the present.
Stuck in a place that was dull and gray,
I never thought about the meaning of it all.

I’m independent now,
I’m free from the cage,
Now I know the meaning,
Now I know the meaning of us.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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