The Ghost of Positivity

I sing a language I don’t understand

Going home was never part of the plan

I was a happy boy, now I’m a bitter man

I thought I’d never change

My life’s a blur, days blow right past

I’m sailing with a broken mast

I’m moving forward, but not too fast

I’ve found this world is strange

Lately it’s been hard to see

The path that lies in front of me

The ghost of positivity

Or whatever remains

I push ahead, but tenderly

In case there’s pain past what I see

I want to write the story of me

But I don’t know what I’d say

I sing the words I cannot say

And home’s a place too far away

I was happy there, and I’m happy today

Life can always change