Calling you up
Been thinking all night
saving the words in my mind
and ranking them right.
Know exactly what to say,
Until you pick up and say 'hey...'
I've been mad, I've been broken, I've been hurt, felt outspoken.
I'v been doubting, I've been crazy, I've been out of grace, so caught up in this maze. I've been filling up the space, creating multiple hurricanes.
Did I do wrong, acting out, opened fire on the crowd? You say it's you, it's in your head, it's been there all along and I don't believe your conversationcloser.
JE LEEST
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
