In the middle of the night, that at its finest black
Was there no company, feeling nonchalant
Lost in thoughts, lying on my back.
just when I ponder about my day being great
a sudden gush of my guts broke.
as they were restricted all day across a gate
being a loner, consumed by the silent guilt
I let myself wander like an anchorless kite
Hovering off into the airway far from the drowsy lake
The light-hearted doings under the daylight
Coming back to me rebelling in the dark
latching over my ignorance that was built.
She, my only self who indeed caused the knock,
Admittedly questioned me, \"Am I doing it right?\"
That moment I assure you, NO fake
Trying to defocus the helplessness that I felt
While she awaited the answer to seek.
It never felt so right to answer her blunt,
\"It doesn\'t have to be alright, for nobody\'s sake\"
Make it right, make it wrong, be a part of it
Every effort counts around the tick tick clock.
A future, hope, how about holding it tight
I just know it will be bright, although I was never psychic!!