Looking out of a window
I could free myself...

At the collection of spirit and flesh
The beginning...

Growing up
I never showed myself...

Well I don''t like to be alone
'N' I don't like to be surrounded...

Friend and love meet tangly
Thread from tact and trust...

With farewells weighing heavily
My eyes sink in recessive seas...

My mind spreads out all through my options
As a proliferating hunt for the slightest resolve...

Pulling a string
Frayed patient at the loose end...

Walking through the garden of my days
I found my only flower...

Oh beautiful
For ignorance...

A smile drawn up by beauty
A dream embraced from the start...

It's possible I went too far
Sitting here thinking what chances are...