i am here again
and my feelings are the drapes
to the living room
in which I find myself in
i watched for snakes
and I saw everything
i reconsidered gravity
and saw your smile
i sunk to the wave of reality
i am here again
never managed to fit in
if only sense of humour
could set it all free
i cannot find what is lost
and my feelings are short changed
when it comes to counting the cost.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 