Lost
If my life were a picture,
It'd be one big picture.
If it were a sound,
It'd be unheard.
For the insanity that goes on,
and the happiness gone wrong,
Makes for unbridled chaos,
that doesn't belong.
Between all the lies,
and the secrecy.
I'm not who I seem to be.
So full of curiosity,
Yet so hollow
and contemporary.
I am unable
to grasp what is real,
in a world based on judgment and labels.
Trust in people, is almost impossible--
and as often as a pessimist seeing the glass half-full.
Everything is false,
trying to find a pulse,
To assure myself of LIFE...
In a world so lost.