why does it seem
that the minute life is a dream
all of a sudden i am woken
and again i return to being so broken
why are there so many
ups and downs
why am i smiling one minute
then suddenly frown?
why does any time
i am happy
not last an hour
before turning into misery?
and when i finally get that day
where everything seems to go my way
why, when its time to go to bed
does a days worth of sadness fall on my head?
how is contentness
so easily corrupt by the seed of anger?
and why is it at this time
safety feels a whole lot like danger?
i know that im not the only
one in the world who feels so lonely
in her feelings of being sky high
suddenly becoming so low all she can do is cry
but its just so hard to see
that it is not just me
against that big wide world out there...
but i do know that theres a boy
somewhere
hes no superhero
but he will save me
and he cares
someday we'll fly away together
and maybe then
ill find salvation in his arms forever
