A distant side of me

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.