I just feel in limbo... motionless... directionless... with floating minds around... and no one to astound...
I stare at their conversations... nothing but sublimations...
I think to myself... can I climb higher on the shelf?
Existence to smithereens...
Dialogue is not found...
For there is no ground...
To walk on...
It is shared...
Everyone is scared...
I stare at their conversations... nothing but sublimations...
I think to myself... can I climb higher on the shelf?
Existence to smithereens...
Dialogue is not found...
For there is no ground...
To walk on...
It is shared...
Everyone is scared...