Senseless in the sense that I feel hopeless yet I can’t imagine how it feels to be the one that is

Monuments of what I wish I was and images of what I wish I wasn’t

Simplicity is definitely the most complex apprehension that there is

And Flaws are just regiments

Futile in the logic that I feel bleak yet I can’t dream about how it feels to be the one that is

I tell the one that I care about that I may conceive an ailment that is life threatening and a smile lingers on his face

I stop and wonder maybe I am to be a comedy

But the breeze slapped me ridiculously and Heat of anger replaced my sudden thoughts apprehending what the gesture may indicate

Meaningless in the sense that I feel fruitless yet I can’t visualize how it feels to be the one that is

And by my window I am then a smile across my face appears I lift myself up and walk away

A chimera I made it and sound was everything once more.