Your soul gasps in tired breaths,
Searching the world's shallow depths,

For that ethereal thread to mend your wounds...

Though you live in the shadows,
Of the gloom all around,
You still try to smile,
Though it's often upside down

Possibilities passed...
Where you can no longer tell the difference
Between this day from the last

Your destination lies in unknown pasture,
You're always grasping for something,
But have no clue what you're after

All while portraying the picture of perfect sanity,
Living the lies that you hope no one else can see.