I wish there was a wiggle room...

I wish there was a wiggle room... Between the silenced heart and  the Roaring emotions... 

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between the strong waves of triggered hurt

And Tears struggling it's way, in the day-light

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between the flashes of memories, itched Hard

And the sinking reality, far-apart.

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between the lessons that life throws at us and 

The lines we seek, in-between.

I wish there was a wiggle room...

From the path I was taking and

the one I was meant to...

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between surrender and 

Being uprooted...

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between the literacy of 'acceptance'

And the wisdom of 'deliberate rehearsals'...

I wish there was a wiggle room...

Between a bond of faith and friendship and

that of cerritude and estrangement

I wish there was a wiggle room...

In what looked like eternity and 

Lived only to define 'mortality'.

I wish there was a wiggle room...

To breath and choose,

To walk a new path and be my-own.