Just a little Higher...

It's quite strange,
when I think about it!
How much I give away,
to gain so little!

My morning sun,
no more than a pain,
no better,
than a rude alarm,

and nights,
do they even exist?
for all I do,
is sleep them off .

I give away,
so many dreams every day,
I'm beginning to lose count now,
of time and of places,
of people and faces,
and of things to do,
and things to forget,

and then,
when I really think again,
is it all,
really worth the madness?
is it all,
really worth the effort?

couldn't days be a little brighter?
and couldn't nights be full of dreams?
couldn't people be,
a bit more free,
to fly,
just a little higher...