See you raise your hands
when you're there lost in the crowd
the butterflies in your stomach
are chanting a victory song
with leftovers from your hopes
and the little too late's
you gaze up high
See you place your steps
where the atmosphere is so loud
wading the waters to the other side
which seems so far along
desperate lungs gasp for air
when everything's been said
the moment..
..is here
I'm reaching out
underneath the clouds
my tears are dried in the sun
(I lay my head back down)
1 comment:
sumtimes i tot i was reading a poem frm a book..but then i realize tat it was written by u..
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