Hold myself tighter so that I
Do not fade away
Thinking about my
Regrets
They seem to collect during this time
I build and tear down simultaneously
Wondering will my graceless heart ever give up
Today I will cut it out and restart
Here’s to tomorrow
Forgiving what was done and all the sorrow
For hope is my treasure
That I can keep inside
My mind is like a train station
Every now and then I send my thoughts on a journey
So that they may find a spot
Comfortable and better than here
Not a speck shall remain from where I have been
A new atmosphere will cleanse our hands
And we can begin our new hideaway