I feel like I'm falling
Yet somehow I feel free
I feel like I'm drowning
But it makes no difference to me
I guess that's how life is
I guess that's how we breathe
I guess that you're the monster
I guess this is a dream
What happened to sleeping
Through the morning clock
What happened to the joy
That staying up late brought
Where'd that special moment go
How'd we all forget
I guess that growing up
Makes us tougher then the rest
YOU ARE READING
Letting Go
PoetryWords? Are they simple? No. But they sure can tell a story. (A poetry novel)
