Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
