Head up to the sky
the street lights feel like eyes

Eyes of the past, present, and future

Memories of love, hate, and regrets
because I was too shy

To shy to make things last, stay, and proceed

Feelings of happiness, sorrow, and pain
rush through my veins

The same very veins that carried blood to my cold heart

The heart that once was whole, happy, and big
is not broken, sad, and tiny

You see it wasn't someone who made my heart the way it was
it was the experiences that it went through

I've only been alive for nineteen years,
but I feel like I've been living for eighty

We all go through our temptations and trials
some conquered some failed, but what really
matters is that we are alive and we can keep our
heads up to the sky