And in this competition of who gets their first
I seem to be losing
You run toward what you want
You got their with no problem
And left me behind
But you never took me with you In the first place.
I'm glad you ran with me
That I was the reason you started running
Don't look back
I don't want you to
Don't look back
And make me hope
That you'll wait for me
Or that you even care that I'm back here
Cause maybe in this race I'm losing .
On different levels I'm losing
But I'll run a different race
And you'll see me up in the sky
Maybe the same level as you
Or maybe even higher.
YOU ARE READING
Ain't it random
PoetryMaybe just this once someone could hear my voice. Thoughts and poetry Irregular updates!
