We live two lives
One of our own
And one of others...
They made the rules
And you follow it
Never questioned
Never resisted
Kept smiling
Loving and Understanding
Being and Becoming
What others want you to be…
And time blurs the line
Between us and myself…
Their becomes mine
Mine becomes void…
But sometimes; some things
Bring out that song
Long forgotten…
That colour which faded…
Those people
Separated…
And in these times
You think …. Why?
Why? What? When?
Where is the line
That line between
You and yours,
And how will you ever
Draw it again…
How will you separate?
Responsibilities and happiness…
Commitment and attraction…
Can you? Can you leave that hand?
And walk away,
In search of yourself
Are you confident enough?
Can you? Can you leave?
That so called happiness…
Leave that worldly perfection,
In search of randomness…