Well it looks like I am left here to my old advances

The silence isn't too bad when it's at a good distance

Though now they can get to me through my inspiration

Cause I'm left to the mercy of my own imagination

I'm not insane I just need a little peace for this brain

When it's not relaxed it feels like a runaway train

What can I even do with it, it can not hardly be tamed

Til then tis just a feeling without any specific name

Maybe it's just free expression this unexplainable oddness

Though it drives me to the brink of borderline madness

Like A ship left at sea without the wind in her sails

I sit here and wait for the start of a wonderful tale

It's not so bad to be able to go off to worlds of fantasies

Anything can happen when you're left to your day dreams

[You can thank Emerson Lake And Palmer cause this was originally a farewell Wattpad poem but I was told otherwise soo here I stay writing poetry that's looked over lol but one day maybe they'll look at it so I stay and carry on...]

~💘