As I rise, I begin to fall
These paper wings cant support it all.
The weight of the world pushing me down
Happiness and heartache, life’s merry-go-round.
Tides of emotion, shaping our world.
Hardly ever finding a diamond, or even a pearl.
Rolling out and creeping in, every moment of every day.
Each time bringing something new, to hurt or to play.
The tide inside your mind, remains through all of time.
But the tide inside your heart, rises in the dark.
Second chances come once in a lifetime.
