I mean,
what is stopping me?
there could possibly
be a part of me
i still need to see,

way out the stars kiss the sea
the earth curves, i breathe
and then release,

i ask myself "are you happy?"
My reflection says so,
my smile says so,
but I feel a hunger in my soul
something still mocks me,

where does that dream reside?
past the horizon
where the sun keeps shining
setting and blinding and igniting
a new life i want to start binding to my old one.

Am i happy?
Well something still mocks me...