I jump, I skip
The avoidance of it all
I fall, I stall
The growth of my own soul
I dream, I see
Just how good life can be
I choose, I loose
Never once listening to me
I walk, I run
Away from what’s been done
I hide, I shelter
Thinking how it could get better
I sink, I drown
In the sorrows all around
I die, I perish
Becoming one with the ground