Dramatic

Throw my clothes in the fire
I'm ready to shed this skin
and start over again

You may call me a liar, a fake,
a person with no direction
no real concept of who I am.

I walk through these streets
with no real idea of the destination
I'm still trying to map out the journey.

But you wouldn't understand
you are a god, an intangible
sunset we will always chase after
but never truly hold.