From stepping stones <br />To hills and mountains <br />I've made it to the very top <br />Of the highest of all <br />My lungs filled with air <br />Yelling to the world <br />Bring it on <br /> <br />As I lean back, <br />Stretching the length of me <br />Exhaling stagnant air <br />I rid myself of negative influence <br />Filling my heart and lungs with light of light <br />Well, this was the first day <br />Me myself and I <br /> <br />But as the sun turned to water <br />Loneliness came <br />And drowning me in pain <br />Everything reminds me of you <br />For the time was drawing near <br />For when you would have come home <br /> <br /> <br />I thought I cried an ocean of tears <br />Merely buckets full in the ocean <br />I'm crying now <br />All the tell tale signs that I've ignored <br />Now dancing around gloating in my head <br />For the mistake I've made<br /><br />persian khushi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-top-of-the-world-10/
