Scripting
There have been dreams in my eyes
That when I blinked they went away
There have been seeds of hope I
once planted
That turned out not so good in the
long run
But for some odd reason, they seem
to stay
I have released all self-doubting
words that tuck me in
And I try to hold my head where
need apply
It’s important for me to feel the
ground
After chasing stars up in the sky
You better believe I sound
jaded
By the way things have turned out
I have lead a limited life I will
agree
But I am still writing and
scripting what it’s all about