As I walked along Escort that night
I tried to pinpoint what boggles my mind
My desperation is up at a certain height
When would this convoluted trip unwind?
The stars watched me from up above
I tried to search their eyes for answers
I'm feeling numb; where is the love?
It got carried away by heart breakers
I'm tired of searching and finding nothing
I stopped on my track and started to cry
The dead night's wintry air got me chilling
I shivered when a firefly flew by
I watched it instead and suddenly thought,
"How come you're here tonight with me?"
Realization hit as the firefly joined a moth
Could happiness be with me?
So I wiped my tears and smiled at the stars
And continued to walk along Escort Street
I'm free of desperation's iron bars
For the sun and moon are about to meet.
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