oh dear my life

a solitude leaks thru meadow
filled by twilight and shadow

of sun and wood as if its a window
it's my life pretending like willow
approaching the time where we're getting shallow

Like a river in time we walk
beyond the distance glow, we try to talk

indeed , there are times when i need to run and go
despites the days where i feel so low

Though in a lot of times i cannot endure my rage from going blow
it just about life when i have to stand still and take another show