Impatiently sitting in the corner
of a room full of emptiness,
Trying to answer questions
of today and tomorrow.
Friends and foes mean nothing to me,
Like a raindrop that drips eventually.
I wait for none, not even me.
A distant side of me, drifting far away
further far away from me.
A side of me that
loved to hope,
lived to be free,
laughed and cried,
for the silliest of the reasons that can be,
moved a million miles,
and still fell fast asleep.
Friends and foes mean nothing to me,
Like a raindrop that drips eventually.
I wait for none, not even me
A distant side of me, drifting far away
further far away from me.
