I stared into the field
thinking if when my
heart would be healed
as I watched the cloud
and
listen to my heart beat loud
cause the shadows of the doubts
are chasing me
making me believe
I want something
I don't.
Making me believe
of the what ifs
hunting me like
the rose isn't red
but pastel pink
yes i'm daydreaming
hoping in it
my what ifs are true