Why?

-What is my mind if not an empty space to not be filled but with the tears of the ones i love?

-Why do I stay a float but not drift away, to be one's lost soul but to stay here.

-To go on and on collecting the broken pieces of my heart once shattered, but to only be cut over and over again.

-I say words that i think might make you stay, but you can't drift, you float away just as i tried but you held me down

When?

-The time is free to be with the one i want but the time cannot be given.

-To say you'll make room for me in your schedule.

-to piece your life together but I've yet to see the day that one looks at me with awe and lets me go

Who?

-I stay in the skin of the one I don't know.

-Just to please the ones I do.

-But the soul under the skin is bare with un-comfort to be the same as skin.

What?

-The things I do have no meaning, I say I stay constant but in reality I'm just doing different things in the same order.

-Does it ever have meaning to do the things that don't please one's soul?

where?

-One day I'm going to be free, My life not held down by my own strings of steel.

I'm going to run and run till the wind grasps my body so I can fly.

No restriction just me, myself and I

 -jacelyn dukes