My heart says
” He’s the one ,
He’s the one”
My brain says
“Don’t be dumb,
don’t be dumb”
My heart says
” He’s the one ,
He’s the one”
My brain says
“Don’t be dumb,
don’t be dumb”
I feel like a balloon released to the wind,
soaring, floating- I’m surviving on my own.
I see the world below me,
and all the wonders and happiness around me.
I wonder If I will find the ground again
and find that happiness too.
But at times, I feel out of control.
The wind moves me, I go along
thinking there are so many things to see
but It feels like I am reaching new heights
higher, higher and further from the dream below.
I want to be grounded.
I want to be tethered to something in this world
that gives my existence a purpose.
I’m too high now. No one can reach my string
and pull me back to earth.
So I’ll keep floating until I pop from
too many changes in atmospheric pressure
and when I finally return to the ground,
all that will be left is broken remains.
It gets old experiencing
only three feelings:
depressed, anxious, and lonely.
Just for once, I’d like to add
new feelings to
my repertoire
such as feeling loved.