A Blank Page Empire

thoughts pass by like a river flow. must be hard to keep track where you came from. i'd float down stand right next to you but something is causing a lull in the traffic. an empire is moving the grass. over-grown i'd blow this whole world to pieces to not be alone. this shovels been digging all day long. can't even seem to make a scratch. a scratch in the surface but what is the purpose i'll always be stopped by the why can't i why can't i be you and put those hands away. i go through this everday. sounds like a radio turned to white noise. softer slowly softer can't this thing go any faster and for everyone to see its only killing me. awake in this cold cell i, i just hope you're happy. awake in this cold cell i break my body against the wall. awake in this cold cell i am my only devil. why can't i be you and put those hands away. i go through this everyday. i am my own devil...