We all walk along the road we choose
Absorbed in our own dreams...
Trapped in the prison of doubt
I call out to you to and see my existence...
Here we are again
I'm up here...
Lying on the ground
The ground is concrete tonight...
I have found the perfect blossom,
That is sculpted to perfection...
If you were a star,
I'd wish you to fall through me...
I remember how the smokestacks roiled
A riot of noise that thumped and boiled...
Teenage girls
Scamper seductively...
Trapped inside my thoughts again
Staring at the wall...
This endless cycle goes around
Taunting me with out a sound...
The weight was lifted
breathes came deep...
With the irritation of not finding answers
I waste my time on simple questions...