Fox and the Hound

Bon voyage, adieu, and godspeed
Are all the things you say to me
As you wave a sweet good bye and go on your new journey.
And here I sit, waiting, alone
To hear some word via phone
That you got there safe and sound
And where your staying has been found.
And then you’ll say what you got assigned
And put up some pictures in good time
Tell us in status what’s going on
And what’s happening across the pond.
And I’m happy for you I really am..,
But when is it my turn, what happened to my plans.
So here I sit heart aching and sad.
So much that the tears run down and I wipe them away with my hand.

Tonight I sit on the porch. I want the world, I want to know how it feels in my hands. How it tastes on my tongue. How it sounds through my ears. How it looks through my eyes. I want to walk from one place to another and sleep under the stars if its too far. In the morning to sit on a hill, look out, and soak up the colors, smells, sounds. All of these I will file away one by one, so when I’m older I can see a photo and know how it felt, how it tasted, how it sounded, how it looked.

I’m tired of putting on a strong face

I’m tired of just standing in one place

and never moving forward…..

I’m tired.

I’m tired of being the one who doesn’t know what she’s doing.

I’m tired of the way that they’re looking 

at me all the time.

I’m tired.

And I’m sick of being me

or who seems to be lately.

I’m sick of being worried about failing,

but that seems to be all that I’m capable of doing.

I’m tired of hearing the disappointment in your voice. 

I’m tired of always having to make the choice

that I know you think is wrong.

I’m tired.

Can you promise me something…

That your not just taking me on a joy ride.

That everything your saying is true.

Can you promise me something….

that this job won’t be like the others

all talk and nothing comes through.

Can you promise me something…

That you’ll always tell me the truth

even if its hard and it might make me blue.

Cuz I’m tired of people lying to me.

I’m tired of not knowing what my check will be.

Maybe I’m to hard on myself,

but I feel like I’m falling of a shelf.

Basically that I’m failing at life

and I’m only twenty one.

My friend it is time for me to close my eyes

but its painful yours will never look into mine

or any other, lover or friend

unless we slip through time’s bend

Tonight be with the ones that you love dear

and show them some how that your near

because losing you has crushed their souls

their flags now fly at half pole.

Their eyes are filled full with tears

their hearts ache for the lost years

memories haunt their every thought

the painful ones will be fought off

But we remember your not far away

one simple breath is all it takes.

Or even if we drift off to sleep

I pray they see you in their dreams

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me. 
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green. 

I had a dream 

 That I could fly from the highest swing. 

I had a dream. 

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I’m supposed to be. 
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep. 

I had a dream 
That I could fly from the highest tree. 
I had a dream. 

Now I’m old and feeling grey. I don’t know what’s left to say about this life I’m willing to leave. 

I lived it full and I lived it well, there’s many tales I’ve lived to tell. I’m ready now, I’m ready now, I’m ready now to fly from the highest wing. 

I had a dream…….

I keep having the feeling that I do not want to do hair my entire life. I keep thinking I want to do more. Maybe I should take some journalism courses and get into that area of the beauty or change it completely. 

What should I do?

I have to take my mom in for surgery and i’m not aloud to leave…might be a long day.