Always

im a little too quiet for the world
a little too complex for you
a bit too scared for myself

and all of us are here
waiting; praying; hoping; listening
with all our different needs
and im waiting for you to come back
to come back home

as in the darkness of this world
im screaming out;
in the darkness of this world
i find you

and all of us
a bit too young to do anything
a bit too old to just sit and watch

im still curled up, waiting

while eternity burns
telling us to let go

you come to me like a piece of summer
and i always hope it will last

and the way you stand up to your fears
im proud of you
i always have been
i always will be

but how long is always?