Wish there was a way to define,
Wish I could lie and say I was fine,
Countless dreams, I hold onto.
Broken now. Unyielding bleeding hands.
Hope glides over and above,
Out of reach, within sight!
Leave what I what I've, do I?
In pursuit of a better day?
Dreams, though broken, are mine.
Love, though unrequited, is true.
To the skies above, I look.
For a sign of what to do.
Look within and not beyond
Is all that I can garner!
Confusion, still prevails.