I am a wanderer,
Searching for the somewheres,
In the middle of nowhere,
Taking in everywhere,
Entranced by anywhere,
Believing in whats never there,
Wishing I was elsewhere.

Not knowing where I belong; 
Here, at home or beyond?
Spreading thin, cut in quarters,
What became of the unity we fought for?

Afraid of the landscapes built upon
We paint over lived canvases,
Struggling to focus for too long,
Looking for the creative thread among the masses.

Saying we will settle in years to come,
Waiting for a moment telling us its time,
"Don't you know that settling isn't for some",
They shout as they search for a place to call "mine".

Firstly perched close to the shore,
Seagulls as a waking call,
Horizons as signs of furthermores,
Avoiding any reminder of the restricting city wall.

Secondly a little closer,
To those who we hold in our hearts,
Greeting mornings with a train tracks murmur,
What an adventurous start.

Then wishes slowly lost their power,
Landscape stretch to resemble concrete cubicals,
Lighting up in the midnight hours
Yet another sign of the lost will.

Third is when we return to where it all started,
A full circle without filling the core,
Was this what all the searching led too?
Is home where I began reaching for?

It doesn't need an ending, 
just a beginning and middle,
Endings are the one sure thing,
In life's great sodden riddle.

What's out there but a sheet, waiting for new notes.
A stave with a treble clef, no rhythm yet sewed.

Brave movements burning from behind the walls,
Lyric upon lyric, spinning towards a greater cause.

All that is waiting to be plucked into life,
A melancholic tune creating such instant delight.

What's out there but snapshots of everybodies song,
Listen to the words telling you to where you belong.

A first step,a page turner, a warm embrace,
All out there, the treasure for you to chase.

What's out there but a person that you don't yet know.
They will touch you, might hurt you but help you to grow.

Did I ever tell you you hurt me,
The day you said goodbye?
That night you left me wondering,
"Why is it me" I cried.
Why did you leave me sitting,
Alone in this silent room?
Why did it hurt when I knew
I couldn't see myself in you.

Did I ever tell you I longer for you
When sunsets turned to light,
When knowing with each moment passing,
I was losing the fight.
When all thoughts seemed so thunderous,
New settings couldn't edit the pain,
When waiting was no longer an option,
I was the one facing the blame.

Did I ever tell you it was never enough,
Those nothing's that kept crawling by,
In your nothing's I felt only emptiness,
Too arduous for you to even try.
Its been said that you are the greatest,
The best thing since a fresh sliced pan,
Finding solace in this myth is difficult,
As you were never my man.

Did I ever tell you of the greatness
That I found in you each day?
I did, I know through my actions.
Yet still, you gave nothing's away.
Can I let you in on a secret?
One I can no longer keep.
You tore my heart into pieces
But without you I no longer weep.

I am alive please sing to me,
Imagine the songs in their flow,
Don't put me in that box quite yet,
I am not ready to go.

I am alive please sing to me,
A harmony we only hummed,
In sunlight and sunsets you flourish,
At one with what you have become.

I am alive please sing to me,
Sweet lyrics that tell me you care,
Words so perfectly matched,
You know they are supposed to be shared.

I am alive please sing to me,
That song that reminds me of you,
You sang those melodies clearly,
I felt them all the way through.

I am alive please sing to me,
So that I know you're still there,
Caring, touching, strumming new life
Into strangers who couldn't but care.

I am alive, can't you hear me?
Watch as the darkness subsides,
Escape from behind those drawn curtains,
With me, there is no reason to hide.

I am alive, can't you feel me,
It is me that is touching you so,
Don't think of me as a phantom,
I'm right here, not letting go.

Standing in rows we took turns to bow,
Pleased to perform for the eager crowd,
Little did we know in our gallantry glow,
The clap would weaken when it should have been loud.

On the first morning of each new show,
Rising to meet myself,
Who is that they would ask? Answering, I don't know,
They must have plucked her from the shelf.

When did the features once unique
Start to resemble the masses,
"If I was me I wouldn't look so bleak",
I think as a pencil in lashes.

Covering any evidence if days before,
Lines carefully smothered in mud,
It would be sacrilege to reveal the core,
Masking tears, fearing the onset of a flood.

Strong coffee aromas greet a powdered nose,
Another day lost in the battle.
The curtain are pulled on empty rows,
Only greeted backstage with a cackle.

A blank page for newer characters is unveiled.
No paper to sign, just a pat on the back,
"Be in touch" do those words mean I failed?
No wonder players starts to crack.

All the while I am the sole witness,
The observer willing to cheer,
Each time you thought only of you,
My applause erased any fear.

Yet I being one of many know of others seemingly weak,
The actors in greater society, that is what makes us unique.

Time passes slowly now
that you are no longer here,
Moments have turned into hours,
hours have turned into years.
What are you thinking of each night
when your eyes roll into the dark,
Are you concocting new wishes?
Confused upon which journey to embark.
Don't worry yourself with old feelings,
they get washed away in new streams.
Enjoy tomorrows meandering rivers,
that's where you will find bigger dreams.
Let sleep invade on your sorrows,
tear stained pillows dry in the night.
Never give up the vibrant you,
the strong you who took the first flight.
Waiting won't do you any good,
precious time ticks on by,
Know that there are no forevers
no matter how hard we try.