The perfect day,
The perfect thought,
Finally chasing the dream,
Finally living up to all, others said you could be,
But alas, it's stolen all too soon,
Alas you fell apart,
Because you reached for something much too new,
you dropped an old worn out part,
The part that's always been there,
The part that you forget,
Is the part that held you strong?
When all the other parts pulled you apart,
This part is your family,
The ones you truly love,
The ones who loved before you even talk,
And tell them how much they meant,
To live the dream,
To chase the sky,
And hope that maybe you could fly,
Would be to leave behind the part, which never once left you from the start.
The perfect day? The perfect thought?
