The push has turned to shove
I feel like crumbling down
The pressure is way too strong
Breaking point is at sight
Please take me away
To that happy place
Where sorrow is deemed foreign
And laughter will reign
Where we have only memories
no regrets
No troubles
No stress
Where the sun will shine bright
And will run free
And there’s no risk
Like the sting of a bee
And when it sets
We can run into its glow
And when the moon comes out
My inner peace will grow
Sun, rain, breeze or snow
There’s no where else I would want to go
But for now that place is abstract
In mind it stays intact
My secret, my refuge where no one else can go
I’d rather be selfish so no one can know
But when I’m in need of hope
I’ll retreat to my precious place
And then I’m home.
