shattered in pieces like a jigsaw puzzle
lies your broken state of mind
your thoughts never experienced flights of fancy
the clothes you wear, anything but flashy.
you stare out at the foggy ocean
hoping to find your lighthouse.

never ready to accept the fact you are lost
always out there searching for the key.
the beat of your heart can't match the beat of your feet
always out there running, free as a bird
yet lack of confidence cages you still

always looking for satisfaction
nothing but a soul lacking direction
you wander the streets wondering where the stars are
hoping spaceships will give your soul salvation
nothing but stories of science fiction.


dfsjflsdjlfsjd the words aren't coming to me. offtobed.

(by the way, be sure to check out my scraps. i think i'm gonna start posting random sketches there.)