spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
theres always some reason to feel not good enough
and its hard at the end of the day

i love bubbles...
perfect circles flying in the wind
the way they catch the light as they float upwards into the open sky
but they only last for but a moment
fragile and delicate
the lightest touch will cause them to simply burst and disappear

i'm living my life in a bubble
soon it will all come to nothing

Let me be empty, and weightless,
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight.