Disconnected
The world is buzzing around,
Sound and Sound,
Beyond the noise and empty sound,
Broken piece of conservation,
Hallow hole of discussion,
Being outside while being inside,
Being disconnected from this world,
and searching for a cell tower to connect,
Abstract and bizarre,
That's the world of mine,
always outside the loop,
a voice wants to break,
a soul wants to fly,
soar through the winds,
stay among the skies,
go away from all the lies,
To pretend to be someone else,
is to lose one's own self,
looking through the spectacles,
to the world at beyond,
watching the stories unfold,
and...
Trying to find my own soul.
