King K K
I’m just a dreamer, dreaming my life away, I’m just a dreamer, dreaming for a better day. Excuse me, oh sorry I was just lost.This is how it goes spend half of my day, dreaming or lost either way I come up with nothing more than absurdity to the other person, my presence of mind lost in total wilderness? I’m starring straight at her yet I’m lost, something flashes in my mind I realize the awkward stare I pass. I threaten and ask myself what was that for, before I can answer I’m held up with other things so in a moment I get lost again like a junkie I’m somewhere surreal and I think this is the only thing where I surpass everyone.
The serenity takes me there, the mellifluous tone of her voice echoing in my head lost in this beautiful charm I’m at peace with the world. The white flag always on a high, floating, on my side, where the essence of peace is present at my utopia and I can literary smell it. Basically thoughts are kept to myself but I feel the worlds cracking up one way or the other so leaving my paranoia aside, trying to get practical with my insights I’m flashing my imagination. Every time I go there, the world behind me, its like I’m starring at the world through my rearview am I running away no, I just think I’m in search of something that’s concrete perfect, am I selfish? But I think I share am I proud, maybe a little in someway but not to that extend to be sinned. Where does my faith lie? Not in my dreams for sure. The strangest part of all, I think I just found my answer from the passage I just wrote.
