Sunday, April 3, 2011


As I walk the thinnest lines
And stand between my dreams
I can't help but wonder why
Nothing is what it all seems

And that which I once believed
To be happiness at its best
Appears so average now it's dimmed
And lonely, even, sad

What I so feared would make me hurt
Show the bareness of my soul
Has only made me alive and pert
Loving me as a whole

So dreams, I ask, where have you gone
I can barely see your faces
New memories and soties have become
My deepest, strongest traces

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