You search yourself for answers
Hoping to find everything you could ever want.
But somehow, somewhere,
You still feel attached,
Leading you to believe you aren't so
Alone.
And you never want your time to end.
As if you could freeze time,
Stop aging, Stop growing.
Stop being so damn weak.
Even when you know you aren't.
Playing back the conversation in your head.
Looking for a reason things turned out like they did.
It's beautiful for a while.
And you pray for someone
To make it the way it was.
The only things we're given in this world
Are Hope, Love, and Desperation.
Hope for the Love we want.
Love for Fear of Desperation.
And Desperation when all else fails.
So we keep moving
At this snail's pace.
Trying to keep up with the person we used to be.
And we try to keep our Pride through it all
And trying not to loose who we are now.
