My head is in the clouds My heart is wondering aimlessly My soul is stuck in time travel My words are bouncing everywhere from here to there but not out. I try to pull and mold myself back to whole, but pieces continue to fall everywhere I try to use adhesive, but nothing sticks I try to envision myself as one, but I continue to see orbits I let alone the parts of me that are all over the place For whatever reason they came apart, they will regroup again And I will again be one and balanced.
Life is too simple, to be played so hard.