just a thought

Was it meant to be?
It is all up to them to do
What can I choose?
But it is all up to me

Is it the shadow on my soul?
Now what are they trying to say to me?
Oh they did not know how.

All of them seven to eleven
Fight the feelings
None of these is easy
So what am I gonna do?
It’s just a thought
Gone, in a blink of my eye
I have no idea what happened to that smile

Hold on to my vision
That is what I do
Now that I’ve lost it
I could be homeless
I could be helpless
I could be sleepless
That is what I do

I hear the stars
I smell the earth
I feel my years

It is there, carrying on.