Spectacle Self And Other
My world is my own Credible only to me Senseless to
heaven Indifferent to hell And this is what I have got
It is my everything Who has ever had anything else?
Where is my courage When I need it the most? Scared by
the past Terrified of the future And driven so far away
Who draws these invisible lines? I walk along them, I
breathe along them At least I am not alone Remove the
glass gnawing on my wrists Or if must be, break it!
Our dreams, our hope Carved in stone or sand?
Indifferent with time Senseless in space Is this
waiting and boredom All we have left? The bubble bursts
The sun burns my eyes
And it takes time to realize this world Is brought to
life by failure
