In the sadness I can't see clear.
Trying to find my happiness with very little to show for it.
God is great, God is good but I have to do the things I want to do.
You love someone you stick around.
Helping picking up the piece others chipped away.
I try crying, but I'm a dry well.
The lights are dimmed now.
Hard to see one foot in front of the other.
Lets keep it light and fluffy.
Eyes roll towards the sky, sleep taking over this soul.
Hands together I pray that one day I find my way to you again.
Sincerely,
The one who's missing
