Lost, as we are, with no rhyme or reason Lost is a cliche thing that we all experience but I feel it especially when I wake up
Sad, as we are, with no rhyme or reason Sad is a cliche thing that we all experience but I feel it especially when I wake up
I silently sit in malls and on benches provided by who? I claim they are mine either way my benches allow me to partake in the human experience I feel it especially when I'm sleepy I lose myself in a world of separate lives and minds and thoughts I realize, too late, that I am staring at someone who is staring back at me I feel it especially when I'm weeping