I've seen a trail that leads to the sky
that if I said I walked I'd be telling a lie
Instead I just stand here and let out a sigh
while something inside me stirs up a cry
I'm barely coherent and wondering why
my body decays but I do not die
Upon whom or what can I wholly rely
when purpose to life I cannot apply
This mind is the center of all I deny
blooming with thoughts that keep running dry
Lassitude follows and I will comply
create here a knot that I can't untie
I'm soaking in tints of thick heavy dye
and letting the color drain from my eye
I feel so much lighter as if I could fly
so set me on fire and watch me go by
I'll burn off the fuel of what I defy
and be left alone in my blueprinted high
You may all think my plans went awry 
until you uncover my motive - the 'why'
     


         the 'what I've been hiding all of this time'