Lost Within the Lines *

[NIN_NOOL]

In a nation of desperation,

seeking salvation,

but all we see,

is the closest aproximation,

of the length of the days,

and the fears,

and the, many years,

looking for rhymes,

when we're, seeking ourselves,

and we cant find the times,

where thought is forgotten,

because we're lost within the lines,

between times,

of the past,

and the future,

all alone,

in a crowd that moves too fast,

through the streets,

the elites,

are all walking, hand in hand,

with the dirty man,

and they think that it matters,

touching lives that are tattered,

but hope,

is a dream,

so it seems,

when we're falling,

learning we can't fly,

if we're too busy crying,

and dying,

losing our, souls,

to avoid the questions,

we must ask ourselves,

to get any answers,

from our minds,

when we close our eyes,

breaking ties,

of the real and imagined,

seeking truth among lies,

but all we'll find,

is illusions,

of delusions,

too wrong to be right,

amidst the confusions,

but too right, to be ignored,

knocking at the door,

and you must run away,

knowing you want more,

when your,

lost between the lines,

of the days,

and the fears,

and the, many years,

looking for rhymes,

when we're, seeking ourselves,

and we cant find the times,

where thought is forgotten,

because we're lost within the lines..........