Always breathing. Always learning. Always searching. Always dreaming.
they sit
on the edge of knowing
on the edge of fleeing
praying someone will reel them in
prove them wrong
lift them up
to where the sun shines
light on their worry
on their fears
on their sadness
it wouldn’t take much
they think
to change this black to day
this wrong to right
this sadness to joy
just lift us up
to where we can see the good
see the happy
see our dreams fulfilled
and our tears wiped away
it wouldn’t take much
they think
Always breathing. Always learning. Always searching. Always dreaming.
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