Blurred lines shade the places between us.
Constructed from the places we've been.
With lovely ideals we warm our lives.
Always searching for what we lack.
Illusive fulfillment is the one constant.
We live in a cycle of systemic events.
Life's great game we have not yet mastered.
I am learning to lose my thoughts daily.
I am learning to deal with my little internal tragic events.
Obtaining what we lack leaves us wanting more.
This is one thing that I know.
Look in my eyes so that you can understand.
Ask me the questions I desire for you to know.
Communicate with me with unhindered words.
I want to express my desires with you.
Blurred lines shade the places between us.
Constructed from the places we've been.
