Have you ever
just looked at
people in a
bookstore?
Not judging
them, just
looking,
and seeing
all the different
people buying
different books.
You don't have
to look a certain
way to read or
purchase a book.
You don't have
to look a certain
way in order to read
a certain genre,
just look like
you.

I wonder where i would be ,
wonder if somehow or maybe.
Where the world would have took
I who was too afraid to look
would I be in space on planet mars?
be floating above, up there with the stars?

Look beneath the big blue waves
beneath the sand or inside the caves.
the sound of my heart lost to comfort
big in regrets and deeply encumbered
blue, it is stagnant in it's hollow
waves crashing against it ready to swallow

For I regret not having been curious.
I forsake the days i settled for less
regret not having followed adventure
not finding myself in the process.
having wasted my time with such adult ways
been ****** into their incurious gaze
curious was I before those days.

Myself, who are you, i will never know
who is this person who gave up on tomorrow
are all my hopes now gone like how curiosity left me?
you have given up hope to ever find glee?
I sit among the "what if" shadows
will I ever really find my purpose?
never will i get back the time I have lost
know I will make up for it at any cost

Everyday I will search not a moment I will waste
I will rush into the coming days with haste
will I have ample time to ever find me?
search I shall with all leniency.
not a storm so large will make me sway
a large pay check will not take me away
moment I find myself I will say
"I am greater than I am yesterday"
will I find what i am looking for?
waste no time I am ready for more.

Certainly surprised to make your acquaintance,
Brown eyes that make me feel, like I've met you before.
That smile (with all the light you cause to shine within) that makes the Marigolds sway and bloom, in this cavern of my mind.
A radiant individual, I look forward to getting to know.
I have yet to find your purpose, of a brief or long encounter, but appreciate it none the less.

Where in the heck are my glasses?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere that is, but in front of my eyes.

Where in the heck is my cell phone?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, maybe, except my own pocket.

Where in the heck is my nice, new pen?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, yes, but not by my ear.

Where in the serious heck is my hat?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, sure, though still not on my hair.

Where in the heck? Please, seriously,
Someone tell me what is going on.
I can't stand losing all my stuff,
And right now it all seems to be gone.

Where in the heck did everything go?
I can only find my wife.
And she says if I can't find my things,
She thinks I've lost my life.