I like my head, don’t get me wrong
I visit it a lot
But life when non-existent
Lives as if were only thought
I mostly miss the simple things
Like walking anywhere
Or breathing inspiration
In a single wisp of air
Before was seen what’s left of me
Reflect of imaged glass
Would sit and watch the living world
To help dead moments pass
But I can't watch the world move on
Since looking back at me
So search instead inside my head
For dreams I’ll never be
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