On Thin Ice

On Thin Ice

Everywhere I look

All the people that I see,

Are walking on thin ice

Not knowing how to be.

If they say what's on their mind

And stand up for what's right,

They may end up alone

With no friends in sight.

They are friends with shallow people

Who only care about themselves.

They can't show how they really feel

So their emotions end up unused on a shelf.

They keep wishing on a star

And hoping they will see,

That soon they'll have the courage

To stand up and break free.

If they go against the crowd

Nothing will ever be the same.

But they are all too scared to do it,

So they continue to play the game.

And now, everywhere I look

All the people that I see

Are walking on thin ice

Waiting to break free.

Elizabeth Seibel – September 2001