All this while I pushed hopeful thoughts out of my head.
I tried to see in colors but I could only see red.
And beneath it all were people that I once knew,
Beneath our big lies hid small remnants of true.
The lives, the lies, the sighs, the cries,
The highs, the goodbyes, the tries,
Were all part of something we pushed aside.
some of us tried to beat it, some of us for the ride.
Whatever we chose, we knew just how far to go,
before we went too far, not too high, not too low.
for somewhere in between was to be ok,
somewhere to fall back to, when we lose our way
