The Neighbourhood-Sweater Weather
I'm blind to the future
and I cannot foresee
If whats on the horizon
is good for me
I'm half ostrich
so no doubt
with my head in the sand
the world turns about
opportunity's fly overhead
and I might miss a few
though I'm fairly sure
the universe will,
bring something new
as you grow older
doors only close
which is unfortunate
cause your braver as you grow
to all things in my past
half a heart of sorrows
while peering to the future
I look towards tomorrow
with hands open wide
I'll try to grab hold
desperate to reach anything
but hoping I'll catch gold
cause life is short,
precious
and sweet
I just want to live and feel
like I am complete
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