Life on the page
of dreams and fantasy
of all the things I know
I can and seem to never be.
I write of who I want to be
I am an empty shell of a man
Words Are all I am
if anything at all
To live my life off this page
of who I am on this very page
The quagmire of my existance
my heart of it's every beat
longs for it's answer
to be loved, love, and to love one self
