When the quiet public places are more peaceful than the private spaces
What do you do? Where do you go?
When you go to work to find some rest and it’s going home that takes your best
What do you do? Hope do you cope?
It’s only just a taste of the sickness laying waste to others every aching day
But that doesn’t make the problem go away
If you only had the wherewithall to leave the house and make that phone call
Where would it lead? What happens then?
If you have to face another day dreading life exactly in this way
What will you do? Where will it end?
You try to reconcile, but those tired old excuses won’t make sense after a while
He took away your right to raise a smile
It’s your right to raise a smile
It’s your right to breathe in deeply
It’s your right to live in peace
And dream when you are sleeping
It’s your right to save your heart
It’s your right to shield your body
It’s alright to change your mind
And leave it all behind
© Caryl Archer