if i face my fears, would my skies be all but clear? probably not. then again i’ve always held my doubts so close to my heart that these frames have trapped all my better days. there they stay frozen and unscathed. though i’ve traveled far, i’ve been back to the start. and i found some scars in places i have never shown to anyone. i don’t know why it took so long to get back home. “if you could hear the dreams i’ve had my dear…” yea i know you’ve heard that line before. but if i had the chance to scream all the things i’ve underlined…you’d find i’m a thief, but my taste is so refined. i traveled far, i reached for the stars. but those stars don’t reach back, they’re better left alone, everyone will tell you. i never felt more alone than when i fell. so i don’t know why it took so long to get back home. i’ve traveled all these miles just to get back home.