That's what hurts most about his situation. He was so sure he was making the right choice. He was so sure he could find all the answers he was looking for, and he was so sure, he would finally be free. Yet every step shines upon the truth - he lost his way. It won't be easy to go back, and he probably won't ever get to live the life he dreams of. He is starting to believe that he shall always remain what he's always been. He wants to be more, he needs to be more, because once he tasted the sweet flavour of the stars, he will forever want to taste them again. He will consume everything in his path until there is nothing left but the sky. Then he will lunge skyward, with strength from the deepest clutches of his soul, and hope with all his might that he has not yet devoured himself.
I cannot even waste words for days like today. Truths come to light, people shed their masks, and I find myself completely alone, as countless times before. But even still, I stiffen up my upper lip, and I hold back my tears. Because when it swirls and it twirls, you have to be a soldier. Some things just aren't meant to be, and maybe we'll one day wake up, and this will all just be a dream. Until then, we develop habits that make everyday somehow pass with us still in it. I don't know why I feel the way I feel inside, but I would do anything to make it go away. I'd even kill a mockingbird.
I cannot even waste words for days like today. Truths come to light, people shed their masks, and I find myself completely alone, as countless times before. But even still, I stiffen up my upper lip, and I hold back my tears. Because when it swirls and it twirls, you have to be a soldier. Some things just aren't meant to be, and maybe we'll one day wake up, and this will all just be a dream. Until then, we develop habits that make everyday somehow pass with us still in it. I don't know why I feel the way I feel inside, but I would do anything to make it go away. I'd even kill a mockingbird.
