Are you counting?


Dawn whispers
through the shades
The day,
undecided as I am
Dawn whispers
its reluctant ways
to begin again

Get ready in small waves
torn between joining in
and laying down

Not ready.
Count the days,
Not ready
count the days
count the ways
not done yet

Feet stumbles
through days that aren’t mine
mind wanders
as arms are winged wide
to soar above this

Oh this isn’t the way.
Not ready
count the days,
not ready
count the days
count the ways
not done yet

too young
feet still stumbling
mind wandering away

Not ready.
Count the days,
Not ready
count the days
count the ways
not done yet

Oh and this was your wild way
Not ready, jump.
Feel the magic pulse
Don’t count the days
Not done, just grow into
Your wild way

But that doesn’t make it real today.

too young
feet still stumbling
mind wandering astray

that doesn’t make it real today.

Not ready.
Count the days,
Not ready
count the days
count the ways
not done yet

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