It seems today in this world
Reality is in non-existence...

Echoes of your voice
Have told me that I've seen...

I see your face again
That mesmerizing beauty...

Waking up at Christmas morning
My mother wasn't there...

You catch me staring from across the room
We've never spoken, but I like your shoes...

Another painful memory comes
Here we go again...

Throughout my struggles and strife
I've questioned my purpose...

I find myself staring,
I'm lost in you again...

It seems that whenever I write
It all runs blurry, despite...