Am I wrong?
‘Cause I saw the dust falling down on me and all I did was to check if you’re still safe and sound.
Oh god am I wrong?
“Don’t get comfortable” is all you said. “It’s not running that kills but coming to a sudden halt wrinkles all your bones, melts the skin and cuts the air.”.
So I’m standing at the finish line, wave and shout your name.
Tell me when you’re done hiding all your inner demons from me, I’m only hitting concrete wherever I dig. Oh, please forgive me, I always tried my best to fit in. It’s just too complicated to understand. Loosen my neck, shrink the length of my legs – there’s no light in looking down.
Please forgive me if I’m wrong.