sometimes i think life actually wants me to stay here
when i see exclamation points in the eyes of my friends
extending their arms for balance
loaning me their alcoholic words
and a light

we're all free spirits and passionate runaways drowning
in the laughter that escapes from the creases of our eyes
and breathes in what the sun pours auburn

by now i could have been drowning
in everything we are

oh but i could be something
when stripped down to poetry
writing a song
to anyone who will listen

and i know, i know they will meet me there
they will meet me where heroes save the sinking
where music flows through the grace of fingertips
and flashes of fireworks illuminate our nights

because we all know
life's not supposed to rhyme
it's supposed to echo sounds of playgrounds at recess
so i hope that when they breathe they think of happiness
and dive right in