Am far from the dreams I had,
In the meantime let me have fun,
I'll be alright,
I'll be fine.
Let me see the world,
Let me see where the waves will go,
Where the words will go.
In a minute,
It's fun time,
Maybe green time.
She called me, told me, "hey...",
Am falling in love, second time, that's the charm,
Maybe am too far gone,
Somebody hold me back.
In the meantime,
This is fun time,
Maybe green time.
Friend called, asked if I was okay,
Told him I smile,
That what matters.
What's more to say,
I'll see you in a couple of days.
In the meantime,
This is fun time,
Maybe green time.
Walk through the trees,
Catch my drift.
Don't sway too far,
Gps get locked in,
Let's get lost in-
The wind.
See the birds,
Feel the water beneath our feet,
Fight our fright.
Forget the demons,
See the clouds,
Time to fly.
In the meantime,
This is fun time,
Maybe green time.
In the end, The Outsider realizes he has to overcome his own darkness
YOU ARE READING
THE WILLOW TREE
PoetryIt's a struggle for my sanity through a moment of rage and out of space, psychetry is my build as I layer my truths, it's a journey, the second trip
