Red fire,
blue ice,
you always changing.

Boy, when you gonna be true?


Warm concrete under my feet,
sun heating my restless mind.
Still I’m wondering where to next,
what am I leaving behind?

Your journey just begun,
wrap yourself up in hope.
Nothing is ever said and done,
only when it is at it’s close.

Believe your gut,
change your rut.
Don’t just be stuck!

There’s so much more out there…

Baby steps when you least want to,
hoping to get better,
something to hold on to.

Never did you imagine things so hard,
never wondered where you’d go so far.

Closing in on the end,
breaking promises once more.
Hoping, this time, to just bend,
hoping someday you’ll believe yourself to be more…