3 am it seems like forever since i last breathed in sunshine try as i might to see this t hrough poetic eyes i find nothing romantic about this city i built my sandcastles around an hourglass surrounding a tin box full of 'I'll love you forevers' when your skies come falling where do you hang your angels because for a fleeting moment all was a miracle and i screamed 'will someone please tell God im drowning' so long i've waited for an answer some sort of echo to let me know im here am i home? my arms out stretched my head thrown backwards and my eyes closed i can almost see through this is this where the heart is? am i home? i can't hold you here anymore reaching for silver linings i want to take all this and throw it all away until im older and wiser until im so far removed it won't even matter home, am i home?