Spiraling and Falling

Spiraling and falling

Galaxies and calling

Your loved ones

Trying to make some sense of the world

The one to which we hold

In our hearts, fragile

And broken. Struggling to find

That one certain kind-

ness that could help the world

Yourself

Left behind and in the dust

You have to wonder why you really feel like you must

Make a difference

The difference in this is

You try to heal the wounds you see

fresh and forming in others

But you can’t be

That which you think the world needs

Held to a standard far too high

Wishing you could be that guy

The one to help others

Be admired by your lovers

Be something and make something of your broken bones

Suffering in the place that you call home

Searching for happiness

And that is, your highness,

Why you’ll never be as high as

You want

And these tears in your eyes

Sparkling like those stars in the skies

Show the world your human side