Our Opportunities

I walk this lonely road today,
Bowing my head as if to pray,
When really all I’m aiming to do is wash away the pain,
Instead I’m failing miserably as I drown in the November rain.
Get up, carry on,
I tell myself, before all hope’s gone.
So I take a breath but can’t make it through,
I guess I’m just not trying, truth is, I don’t want to.
But I have to remember, family’s always glad to see me when the rest have shut their door,
They always smile and comfort me when I say I can’t do it anymore.
Friends are becoming distant, but haven’t faded away,
Though the hurt still lingers, the rain’s teaching me today.
The cut’s still deep, the waters high,
But I only have one chance, maybe I don’t want to kiss it all goodbye.
A few more steps into the unknown,
I guess it’d pay me to just pick up the phone.
Dial a familiar number, and for once in my life, take a chance, roll the dice,
Not be afraid to ask a friendly face for advice.
Seconds forever passing my by,
The strumming of the droplets a soothing lullaby,
Punch in the numbers like a forbidden code,
The voice on the other line nearly makes me explode.
I spill my guts, and in the end he really did listen,
Told me he’d been there, said there are people we’re all missin’,
Just then I swear, the sun came out,
As if to mock me, as if to shout,
You foolish girl so bashful at heart,
You sure have been stupid for a child deemed so smart.
We all have opportunities weather or not we choose to see that,
If the roundest circle fits not into the square, we simply make it flat.