Highlives better days

Your clutching hand was a cry for help
And is more than meets the eye
You found a taste for something that had
Quickly passed me by
Underneath it all is a lesson learnt
Of which I never shared a line
From a broken home with nowhere to go
And eyes vacant like mine
Never short of a shoulder to fall onto
Hesitant and heavy eyed
Found comfort in the places you were wrong to
Keep it strong, maintain your pride
Don't let the voices in your head
Choose the path you take
We're pushing forward, move along
Truth is we've all seen better days
We found hope in the spaces
We retreat to
With everything in our reach
We shouldn't need to
Thinking back to the days I spent
Optimistic with no direction
Heavy hearted and almost careless
Stubborn minded and fuelled by tension
With every path we choose
We are misguided in our youth
Through false statements
And disregarded truth