I tried to hold on to you
Took a turn on a high trapeze swinging over the deep
I thought I could show you
I've always been afraid of flying
But you can't blame a girl for trying
Like a vine bends a tree to the ground
I won't hold you down
I tried to climb just as high
But I found all the clouds touch the ground
In this small town
Took a ride on a high trapeze swinging over the deep
I thought I could show you
That I've always been afraid of flying
But you can't blame a girl for trying
No, you can't blame a girl
It's a busy day at work
For once, or maybe for the 2nd time, I am actually thankful that I am busy
It makes me not bothered about other things
It makes me care less about other things
It's a stressful time
Many things are pilling up
And it makes me question what is doing too much, what is doing to little means
It makes me question again about being too nice and being mean
It makes me wonder what does it mean to give it all
And when should one pull back so that one do not dipped the feet too deep
In the midst of all the craziness
This are my thoughts
Just like the craziness
My thoughts are everywhere and seem no where at the same time
Have you ever asked if your existence matter that much to anyone
Or I am just fighting for myself always
And no one ever fights for me
And to remind myself time and again
Don't be too nice all the time
I will loose it all at the end