Sometimes I peer into your face
Just to wonder if all is really worth
As my thoughts wander over so many possibilities of this reality
Where you’d be happy
You say it’s all about choice
Perhaps you may even voice
But it all remains the same
A choice to be high
A choice to be higher
To smile, laugh and cry
Or smirk, frown and glare
One over the other
All depends on how it feels
Or how do you feel?
I’d love to pick the latter
But you’re stronger
You love the looks, don’t you?
The smiles and the comments
And all that lacked was the camera
You want the high
But go too high
I think otherwise
You could be the high
But you’re always the low on the high.