LOOKING FOR SOMETHING...
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING… Walking down the lanes of memories, I stop at each station and search. I twist all the branches out of my way, I jump over all the boulders. I run through the empty streets, I knock on the closed windows. I pant; I wait for a breath, Then again I started, all alone. I conclude those lanes to be wrong. I cradle my head in my hands, I have reached the dead end. My knees dropped, my tears finding its way. I look around only to find crowd, They wait, and they wait, For my answer, which I have none. They turn their back leaving me all alone, And I pull up myself to start over again