Want
I don't want to be someone's Friday night
I don't want to be someone's thirteen years
I don't want to be the weekly fight
And I don't want to be bedtime tears

I want to be the sunrise on a cool morn
I want to be Fireflies on a gentle breeze
I want to find my heart, airborne,
Flying high above the trees

I want the eternity of a dusk - lit beach
And the thoughtfulness of a moonlit road
I want dreams that are just out of reach
And a life one less than alone
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This is really good!
8 months ago·Reply
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