Moving forward but standing still.
My head is with me, body ready.
Alone in a crowded room
Smiling as I move through
My heart is not here
It's somewhere lost from then to now
Stuck in a moment
I search for it relentlessly
Trick it with others, ignoring the feelings it produces
Like a hard working machine chipping away at my subconscious daydreams
Moved on from the past; learned mistakes and tragic ends only a memory
Ready for the exciting
Pushing doors open
And keeping my presence there.
Living life alone, searching for companions to ease our pains and deliver our wants.