Everything
Once, Everything was my muse
The river winding through the woods
The goldfish in the tank
The sadness of our childhoods
The boat that had sank
Once, Everything was in use
The winding path no one takes
The gold that cannot stay
The car that lost all the brakes
The hope and joy of May
Now, Everything is more few
The red on your fingertips
The influx in your voice
The sarcasm in your quips
The decision in your choice
Now, Everything is all you
The way you smile when you're happy
The care in your eyes
The distance when you're angry
The sad in goodbye








