Looking Down

Riding on the wind,
and diving into the sun,
I look back on the world,
and regret the things that I've done.

When I see that I have lost,
all what I believed,
I wonder why I've come so far,
and got all the love that I've received.

I see words that have hurt,
and looks that have killed,
but when I see my life sitting there,
my heart is always thrilled.

There's nothing that I can fix,
or nothing that I can change,
but that's okay,
because even such a wind can't range.

I think the reason that I've cried,
is because I finally saw,
that the meaning of life,
is to stare upon it in awe.