week 363 ~ just take a deep breath suffocating on

just take a deep breath suffocating on
dreams that we like to put on monuments
no one seems to care that they make no sense
paint by numbers the outline’s clearly drawn
but your plan’s stuck in someone else’s book
how did it get caught up in those pages
and when regret leaves no time for rage is
it possible there’s nowhere else to look
for the rest the hours that sailed away
while you were simply getting your bearings
the thought your choices might have been wrong stings
but is that a reason to go or stay
no one can tell you what you should do now
curtain’s closing accept the applause bow