When do you take a chance,

Go out on a limb,

Take that leap of faith,

Or dare to chase a dream.

What do you do

When the branch breaks,

When no one is there to break the fall,

Or when your dream is ever out of reach.

Do you keep trying?

Keep climbing?

Keep running?

How do you tell someone you care,

That you have cared for so long,

But could never explain.

How do you find the words,

The fleeting expressions

Which have evaded you for years,

And speak them to those most dear.

Why must this be so complicated?