line

I may be all thumbs

but I've got them all pointing up
to this sky
that doesn't even know
how much happiness it contains
in this bowl
the embers that slowly die
inside this black
smokey clouds covering my eyes
from the stars so high
so far away from this life
that has so much more worth
when its my feet that walk upon this dirt
selfish I am
not here to be perfect
not that I had a choice
but if I did
I'd give it to you
because I've never been good at decisions
and I haven't given you much
so I feel like starting somewhere

anywhere is the right place to start
mostly because no where is the right place to start
so may as well just begin your part
before it ends and leaves you out in the dark