Eat a hole in the remnant of space
I pretend when others are near
Talk so loud you cannot hear
I do it on purpose, for the thrill of the chase
Setting a manner, you will not see me
Making up truths to set me free
Fascinating, reverbrating through the air
Closing your eyes you can see what's not there
Breaking the locks without a key
A false shadow behind the door
A false mirror on the floor
A false image in the air
Bereft of feeling, devoid of care
Always hungry, needing more
Seeing life where there is none
Facing myself when the day and deeds are done
A light in the distance, ever nearing
A hole in the wall, beyond a clearing
I wish to turn towards the sun