So far I stand, looking closely again

It's loose but solid, so clean and tarnished

So lost again, a map in my hand

So full and empty, with so little but plenty 



At times we get so lost and devastated

Our paths are vague but still so regulated

At times we feel so tired of trying to try

Wishing we could change all the things that make us 



Cry, I won't try to wash these tears out from my

Eyes, I won't try, cause they're the kind that never

Dry, they collide with everything I've ever tried to hide

And keep inside 



Above, I'm sitting, so loose but fitting

I'm starved by eating, so cured by bleeding

My gut is mislead by all the pictures I've read

My memory's dead but your remain in my head 



Now I'm sealed but leaking

So silently speaking. Now I understand

I've confused my reading

A door closed but open

Brand spanking new and broken

So belligerent and strident

But I haven't even spoken