distance makes the heart grow fonder,
i wonder if that's true;
should i walk the path that wanders,
the path that leads away from you?
were it ever a simple decision,
a choice not second guessed,
i'd set my eyes upon such vision
considering my life as blessed.
but as my dreams came to fruition,
my hope was forged, though false
were the hopes behind my wishin'
as were the words that stirred my pulse
days have passed since every inkling
sang in my heart, "rejoice!"
i am nothing but a worn out something
singing with a sullen voice.