Enough Already

Spent a good long six years
bathing in your light
and boy am I glad
to be left here in the dark

You sure can call me crazy
but callouses do form
on the most roughed up
bits and parts

Already said it all
Have I said enough?

Remember kindergarten?
When our heads were still fresh?
More concerned with paper planes
than anything

Now those bones are brittle
and it’s hard to catch our breath
It’s good to see you happy
It’s good to see you