so this is what comes to mind, this red pen tracing steps back inside
worry or doubt for the least
these times always show my condition
red lights stop me, crawling back to relflection
each time for these lines, i set goals so high
"break past your wall, to rise above the stubbornness of us all"
it's one more unreachable goal
i am like a story, ups and downs
the end is scary; it shows no mercy
the end could grow me older; the end could make it over
it there was a new beginning after the end, the over
it's all over
one more day to say, "one day at a time"
would my like make you believe in the story?
this is not warriors blood drawn
it's a fool's cry for help