The secret lies somewhere between the stars and my eyes
Every planet personified screams out it's own cries
Infinite hands reach into the sands of time
The seconds condemn like every regret confined
The night lends its shade as a face to all those forgotten
The moon starts to fade and I pace through the streets alone
I never had a home so I drift into a dream like
An ocean scene and these waters keep me serene
Surfing the night waves
The school of mistrust, memories and textbooks collect dust
This daily habit awoken from the playground of my lust
A class of deceit, I collect my words on the final retreat
I've been calculated into numbers beyond the confines of this seat
Essays of anxiety, the outcast of the most notable notoriety
I'm always lost in the functions of a clockwork society
Dreams of despair, taking the day without a single care
These actions of mine have been questioned so I prepare
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