gravel scuffing your torn up shoes
reminding you, there's nothing to loose
or is there? you ask
what could it be
maybe the thing I'm loosing .. is me
wandering around
in the stillness of air
realising that you really don't care
you can't just wander, you need to try
in the end, will it be hello or goodbye
deep down to your soul, and into your core
you couldn't care less
but you couldn't care more.