VS 1
Movie cameras guiding lost souls
to the same place of lost once lost again
Drinking more to catch up with all of the before
quick note to self control your gone
Somewhere in the middle this is life
CH
Heard then forgot again
Stopped then moved away
Small you big world again
MID
Your thinking about wasting time
All of the time you are thinking
VS 2
Fly on the wall cameras on you
they know your next move before you do
Sleeping more to see if you are there
quick note to self control your gone
somewhere waiting for you is your life
Ending
Dying over and over again
like it has become apart of you
one of you in this world only one
this is how you want them to see you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like how this poem 'captures' an awareness in segments of a life more realized in 'Small you, Big world'. The uniqueness of composition is welcomed as well. Nice!