No thought, No movement, exaggerated expressions.
No hope, only room for subtle glances.
They pierce like lightning, glass made underneath a daydream.
Awakened by truth but realize it's a lie.
Frequent flier miles take you no where,
only back to a place you once were.
Together in a state of mind but in a different state.
We all become one but what have we become?
Take this and it will all go away but
sometimes the pain reminds me I am still alive.
Without thought I can rewrite the worlds outcome,
without thought I can change everything.