I don't understand
how one things turns into another
how you turn around
and it's gone
the time
the place
the memory
swept right away
it's confusing
this disappearance
and you cry out
hoping against hope
that it's hiding
right in front of you
but the more you go on
the more you lose
and most of the time you don't even realize it
you just discover it one day
that everything isn't as it once was
and you're floating along a different path
it's better than it just being ripped away
it's better than that free fall feeling
the one where it seems like you'll never reach land
and when you do
you are crushed
into a million tiny pieces
and you pick each one up
and try to fit yourself back together
only to realize
that you'll never be able to find all the pieces
you'll forever be only a part of what you once where
and all those bits you lose
those are what you long for most
you can't miss what you still have
so you dwell on that that got away
that which abandoned you
or that got lost
I'm just trying to understand it all
that silly game of life we play
we never get what we set out for
no matter what you might think
we're all just pawns for others
just pieces
of one giant puzzle
that we will never see completed
because it's not ours
it never was ours
and it never will be