Can't seem to find a place to sit,
Just to think about the time passing by,
Is it all real or am I dreaming,
Will it hurt when all is over,
Or will things become brighter,
In this world of mine,
As it seems I am lost in space,
No real footing or a destination,
Just thinking and living things out,
As they happen and as time goes on,
If this is all a dream then why are thing so real,
Does this touch not mean something,
Or is this kiss simply a way to not have to reply,
If I am truly lost in space,
Maybe this is where I should be,
Just with these thoughts and living the way I am,
With happiness before me,
With the past far behind me,
So how is this considered lost in space,
But still maybe lost is not all it's thought to be,
Just to take the right step and to find all that is in this space,
So in reality I am not lost or wondering about of any sort,
Instead look to the dream that as slowly turned in a reality,
All before my eyes,
Just brighter than any sun,
Call it inspiration,
Call it what you will,
If it had a name it would be hers,
So maybe not all is lost in space,
But found in the reality of this dream,
Such is the smile that dawns on us
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