Fragile as It Is

There you are...
Sometimes...
You can be so far from my reach.

Time steals you away from me...
Making it harder to stay in one place.

I question the future...
And the past lies in the shadows.

Are we ready?

Our lives are like walking a tight rope that is fairly loose.

We are trying not to fall...
And we are still trying to stand.

Can we make it to the other end okay?
Or will we be too scared to face what is before us...

Don't be scared...
Take my hand.
We can do this together...

Forget about your fears...
Forget about your worries...

Just breathe.

And follow me...

Life is walking on this thin rope.
We have to make it across.

Fragile as we are...
Fragile as it is...

The Train is Leaving Without You

My dreams are taking me far...
Sometimes though...
I miss the train...

At night I feel it race across the tracks...
And hear its' cries...

Making me remember how I did not catch it...

I've packed my things to catch the next one...
My life put into one tiny suitcase...

It makes my head hurt...

My life being so tightly pressed against the walls...
Waiting to break free...

I'm sick of black and white...
The same routine in an ordinary box.

My life is not meant to be in a box.
And neither is my mind...

The tracks never end...
You're stepping foot into dangerous waters...

Are you ready to dive into my life?

You might be sufficated from all the pressure...
Or maybe you will live off the sun through my heart.

It is all up to you.

The tracks are shaky...
And I never know where they will take me next...

But I'm ready for adventure...

Pack your things...
The train is leaving without you.

Satisfaction of Dreaming

Here I am again...
I never really left...

But then again I never really stayed.

I'm forever changing...

A wild thing...
Who...
Wants some comfort...

But who still doesn't want to be tamed.

I'm not sure where I am going now...
But you'll see me some day.

I can't help but feel powerful.
I can't help but feel alone...

Time is ticking...
I'm still breathing...

Waiting...

Inspiring as many people as I can.

Because we were all strangers at one time...

I still remember to be myself.
Every day.

I look into the mirror and slowly watch myself grow up...
And those around me.

Scared to death of aging...

I feel like I'm wrapped in a blanket...
Surrounded by warm things to keep me here...

But I'm still thrown out in the cold...
To face things on my own...

Sometimes I shield my own face...
Or turn the other cheek...

But I still remember being that little girl...
Who was too scared to ask for help...

And who sometimes still is...

I'm independent...
But dependent...

Who wants to be alone...
But scared to ever be left alone.

When did I cross that bridge into being a woman?
I really don't remember...

We always want to be older when we are younger...
And when we are older we can't help but want to be younger...

Have we found the solution yet?

I'm always stopping...
Always thinking...

Taking in what is around me...
Remembering how it is...

Life isn't supposed to be moving so fast...
But God does it feel like it...

When did time win the race?

Was my heart too slow?

I'll catch up one day...
And I wonder what will happen then.

Sleeping with the satisfaction of dreaming...

So therefore...
I dream.

So This I Leave for You

Some days I just want to run away...
Nothing hurts more than being in situations you don't know how to control...

You were in control...

What if I told you...
That I left something for you...

You won't remember my laughter...
You won't remember my eyes...

But you will forever remember my voice.
And the things I said...

I stare out the window...
Watching the days change...

The leaves fall...
But that doesn't mean life is dead.

I'm watching...
To see where you are in the wind...

To hear a whisper of hope from your voice...

Make me remember...
But also make me forget...

It's crazy the things we can remember...
And it's crazy how we can forget...

Life.

One word that makes us breathe...
And keeps our hearts beating...

Love.

A word that has endless definitions...
But still means the same any way you put it...

I'll still remember our crazy teen years...
How we were figuring ourselves out...
And each other...

Leave...
But watch us all...

Because we all need something to believe in...

So this I leave for you...
I love you.

But Please Remember to Knock

In fear I hide from the monster underneath my bed...

But every night I get more courage to stand up for myself...
No longer afraid of the dark...
And no longer scared of things that go bump in the night...

The monsters have all been disappearing out of sight...
And my imagination grows wilder without them...

I no longer need to feel alone...
But in a crowded room I still do.

Adventure is always knocking on my door.
Will someone answer it with me?

I leave my door open now...
Ready for monsters or for adventures...

But please remember to knock.