Today for a second i waited,
A pause that i needed to take.
Help tight were my eyes to the pillow,
delayed was th motion to woke.
A moment was needed to listen,
to the silence that filled the new day.
A moment to be more decisive,
about the self that i want to portray.

Sometimes i wish i felt day pretty.
Somethime i wish i was more.
Sometimes i wish i could vanish,
through a promising wide-open door.
Sometimes i wish i felt needed.
Sometimes i wish it was true.
Sometimes i wish i could realze,
all the things that i've needed to do.

But wishes of maybe are countless,
and the hairs do not disagree,
that time make a habbit of slipping away
and there's only one chance to be me.

And i'll always know when i'm fake.
I'll never regret that which happens
I'll never deny a good friend.
I'll never, on purpose, harm my own heart,
I'll be there for me in the end.