Young

first i trace my thoughts that run through my head
i pry to that one god hanging by a thread
i pick and choose,
i finally
pick the truth
iʼm finally
young and in love
how does it feel?
first i face the heavy silence of regret
the strings i pulled and twisted for stone unset
i pick and choose
i finally
know the truth and found release
young and in love
how does it feel?