Stuck
somewhere in the middle,
Not
too close, not too far,
It’s
a safe place to be,
Neither
attachment, nor detachment, is the key.
Not
blocking everyone out,
Not
letting anyone in,
Coward
or smart, is the question, indeed.
It’s
a safe place to be,
Neither
attachment, nor detachment, is the key.
Getting
hurt is not on my bucket list,
Losing potential memories, is not what I need,
Safe
and sound, aware of what’s going around,
It’s
a safe place to be,
Neither
attachment, nor detachment, is the key.
Walls
with cracks, which haven’t given up yet,
A
half open book, to be read,
I’m
as safe as I’ll ever be,
Neither
attachment, nor detachment, is the key.