• Body bound, mind adrift.
    In space I stare, in class I sit.
    Your voice is a white noise devoid of all meaning
    Do not disturb. This day, I’m dreaming.

    I once dreamed of the future, I now dream of the past.
    It all seems to have changed so fast.
    My youthful dreaming felt like scheming
    I wanted the world, I wanted a meaning.
    I wanted to write, to rule, to direct.
    Now all I want is solitude and rest.

    In that world I’m a god,
    In this I’m a clod.
    Dreams of grandeur,
    A life of failure.
    In my youth I would jump and fall,
    I simply couldn’t climb that wall
    All my efforts laid to waste,
    So at this age I don’t make haste.

    Apathy.
    That’s just me.
    Can’t fight mediocrity,
    Close my eyes and I still see
    A future gray and fancy free

    Needs not met, nothing wanted.
    Known for nothing, never vaunted.
    I see no hair,
    I see no care.
    A future gray and fancy free,
    A future holding only me.