AWorld//Spark

As days, weeks, and months pass by, the rolling smoke from inside makes me feels like its the only happiness I know

I see things pass by, opportunities missed and risks not taken, As the light gets farther away it dims and flickers showing me glances of what has been

A flash of green is all I see as I fall farther, while you seem to have everything I want and you dont even know

Wasted chances, gone up in smoke, I just hope I wont choke on my own will and swallow that little bit left in me that keeps me in this place 

I wish I wasnt so shy sometimes…