Disappearing Reflection

Time left me here along time ago. With addle sensability, saying I don't know. Looking for an avenue to find somewhere to go. For there are nothing but blank pictures on the wall to show. Only insperation is left to guide the way. Hopefully theres enough left so that I can stay. Right here within the emptiness that fills up each new day. So what I need to understand is what I have to say. A woven web of sanity, intertwined with love. To navigate a cold cruel worlds endless push and shove. We wear our masks to do our tasks with bitten lower lip. But in the course of being human, we're surely bound to slip. So round and round and Deja Vu and up and down and whoopdi do. Until we spin out of control with nothing left but to rewiew. A paper filled with endless thought within our mind we finally caught. With only hope left to endure that it is not just all for naught.