I am the light through the keyhole.- how random is the mind.

I feel like something you kick.

Kick me around when the moments get caught.

I cant help but feel like you think I have no clue... but the funny part is I ALWAYS DO!

I drown me,

in hopes to change me.

In hopes you might notice... me.

Words they float from your mouth like paper in a up draft.

And I pick at my scars debating new ones.

If you can feel me... why do you numb me so?

If you can feel me... why is there always a hurry to replace my space when I leave?

I kiss the air and send it to you. I never kiss lips that aren't yours.

I miss your heart beat.. I never need to hear another.

A cold bed is lonely without you, there is never a need to make it warm if it isn't you.

Id rather be alone, then in the cheap company of someone who will never be you.

I have this feeling... is my doom setting in?

Is my heart imploding? My freezing hand will always be cold, no mater the heat outside.

I cant seem to find my way out of this paper cup. Release me... if you no longer wish to hold me. Release me, if youd rather hold another.

Its a shadow on the wall that moves to quickly to place. I am the light through the keyhole.

I flicker the movement of fire in the wind. I dance in your wind. Faster faster faster..... Im late Im late Im late.....