They do not escape, nor are they trapped
behind closed doors but they revolve.
To find resolve with no blueprint to map
molded us into who we are.
We rarely share, I hold on tight to you
as you know me most among the few.
The true me, the one that cries in despair
when no one is there and you remind me. The good times occurred, don’t be scared of what comes next so wait and see.
We will grow more with patience so stare
upwards and plant your feet.
A starry night approaches, we reminisce
moments that can only bring smiles.
It’s a view you can’t resist so dismiss
the dreadful thoughts that go for miles.
Let them run, we are children of the sky
that are meant to live and jive.
Dance a little, don’t hide in disguise.
I, your memories will always be there until the day we die.