Years have tumbled to a hidden mass; beneath is found a mound of broken glass.
Dreams squandered now to a distant shore; rotten fruit is found from skin to core.
Laughter sinks with melting sun; bitter secrets told to no one.
I watched you edge to fame and rhyme; I sat upon the ledge of thinning dime.
Jealousy was too weak to come forward; I only wanted a chance to share my last word.
For who I am, is nothing, if you do not listen; for crystal will shatter on my final mission.
Fingers have curled to painful submission; ticket has burned from dancing admission.
I’ll look for you from the balcony; as stars blink out on history.
Goodbye shall not be, so bittersweet; you flew away and I kept to the street.
We all shall shape our destiny; Logic doesn’t mix with mystery.
I have no map for things to come; I only know I’ll melt as I watch you run.