Elucidating Questions

The sun held up, above for he’s selfish.

Centred and selfish, and I love him anyways.

Stuck at zero, often overlooked, as he sets or the rain comes in,

He’d been there and no one noticed.

If only they’d sing to him when he’s not behind the clouds,

Or on the other side.

The first who is good, the one who walked in and stole my life like a spiral staircase leading down and below.

Forgot how to fly, I still don’t quite know,

As the sun set each night and the hope for the day that there was a chance something would come my way

Gave in to doubt and fear and despair, and took it out on the wrong one to the point of disrepair.

Always I will, even when it’s the wrong words, support you all.

Even when it hurts.