Just a Little Something I Wrote Now

it takes a broken heart to learn
it’s always looking
up because it’s waiting for the sky to lift
I’m somewhere in between way down
and up on my toes
aren’t we all pushing forward
shouldn’t the earth shift beneath our force
buds reaching always reaching
some of us, we’ll always be looking
to the sky, waiting for it to lift

and after so long, we find our own sun