"I believe the universe provides us with what we need.
I have always gotten what I wanted in the end."
Then you
Are a lucky man.
And I want to believe in the plan
Something has for me
Want to see my losses as steps
Forward
Want to let the pain roll out of me like rain
But
When I look around
I see so many people who do not know what it is to be
Stuck.
To be
Powerless.
To know that although they hold spinning galaxies in all their paper lantern bellies
They must
Be
Small.
I see people who say
That it is a choice to be free
And I think
How lucky you are, how
Blessed
With choice.
I am in pain.
I am
Bound.
And
I feel no envy
But
What I wouldn't give
(If anything I treasured were mine to give)
What
I wouldn't give
To choose
Otherwise.