A Sad Song
I cant help but forget tomorrow, because I have lost track of today.
All I have ever wanted was to feel like a bird in its place in the air,
Spreading my wings, with someone around me, to help me when I fall.
But this has turned to a sad song, and I cant help but sing along.
These choices, they confused even the most logical of souls.
Drive your path around, weaving into places of unknown.
Even the ones bearing a compass, loose themselves in the process.
They loose themselves down the winding lane, accepting their fate.
All I have ever hoped for, was someone to lean on,
Someone to hope with, to share my dreams, and support me too.
Someone to stand under me, as I try to fly, just in case I fall.
But no one has come to me, to catch me as I drop.
So I forget about tomorrow, as I loose track of today.
I give in to this sad song, and sing along, anyway.
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