My legs move in rhythm from dusk till dawn,
Without the need for time to tell me when to stop.
I don’t look down at my feet or the space I walk—
It’s etched in my skin. I can’t choose to not walk.

The skies stretch in colors, shifting each day.
I gaze away—
Because I know they’ll return, anyway.

I speak with no melody,
My voice flows like a lost waterfall.
Soaked in humor, in laughter that tints the soul,
Even if I fall—my voice knows no walls.

I swing with life like a reckless swing,
It set my rights ablaze—truth made me see:
A soul reaching for candy, two wheels too high.
Another stares at the sky,
With sunglasses and a stick by his side.
A girl lifts her arms and tries to speak—
Joy dancing in silence that most wouldn't seek.

And still...
I took it as a free pass.
Looked away from this quiet pain—
Scrolled lifeless screens
And lost myself in puzzles that never fit.
I cried in darkness,
Refused to turn toward light, again and again.
Wasted my ticks
On futile discs.

Spending borrowed days like they’re endless,
Though I don’t even know if I’ll wake again.
How far have I drifted into all this noise?
I wouldn’t even know—
If I didn’t wake up one day.