my heart is exhausted. my ambition lagging behind. but to reignite thy imagination for i am near the finish line.
if you read my words what voice do you hear? illiterate emotions disposed. it wouldn’t matter what spoken word you heard. for happiness i cannot spell.
i sing the tune even though i don’t know the song.
i dance frantically even though the beat is wrong.
and i have forgotten the memory of the melody for in bed with you i did not belong.