Once upon a time I was a whole. I used to fly and run on the horizon with the Eagles. Now I am just a mere spirit, roaming the Earth. I am trying to put myself back together, so I can live and breathe again. Right now, though, I am a shattered one, not shure where I am, who I am, or where I'm suppose to be. The meaning of the life I once had. I can no longer touch, hear, or talk because I am just a mere spirit roaming the Earth. I am searching, searching,searching to find out how to replenish my human being, the one that lives, breathes,walks, talks, and sees. I search day and night; morning and afternoon. But for right now I am a shattered one roaming this free arrogant world that people live in and call home.