One last time

Reaching out

One last time

In hope

All the little things

People never realize

From the never noticed

Taking a break from this race

Breathing in the air

In a pile of you’re too late

Broken and discarded

Is everything you have looked for

Perfection in a heap

Reach out one last

Remodeling this life

Is there any hope

All the big things

That are no more

Never used and discarded

Breathing in the spring

Recycling this life

Step out of the gloom

There is no glue

That can fix the all the broken people

All staring up from the pile