Why do we try to fly,
in these clouds of change?
They hurt us,
Mostly me.

The worst is when you fall,
Going lower and getting hurt.
There’s no need for it.
I’d rather stay alone down here.

I’ve learned from my past,
going too high is gonna **** you.
Not physically,
but. . .emotionally.

It’s hard,
Knowing everyone you love,
has now left you.

It’s sad,
Being alone.
It feels different,
A little bit terrifying.

There is no one to blame,
well, beyond yourself.
It’s the painful truth,
you’ll never wanna face it.

But,
In those moments you spend alone,
they can be the best times.
If your like me,
it makes you start to wonder . . .