You thought

You thought yourself something special, true?
Something mystical and glorious, too.
And you thought you had it all to say
All the words to blame your pain away.
You thought you had it all down tight
Had no woes, no cares, no worries, right?
And you thought you flew above it all
Could fly so high, up high and never fall.
But down, down, down you’ve tumbled
Down you’ve fallen at last
I hope the sky doesn’t crumble
As it smacks you in the face with your past.

Tomos James