How loose can we get that we fall
On this elliptical Ball we sit on
there's only one thing we know
though we try till we are gone
is that we can't make it out alive.
But still we aim at perfection
which no one has actually achieved.
Which is funny because everyone wants to be a hero...
But that word starts and ends in the books.
What is happening is too bright that I can't see...
Too dim that I can't find my way out.
In all I see around I often wonder
why people hide
why they hide from others
why they hide from themselves
why they hide their thoughts and feelings
Cos the truth is that they can't be found.