We Exist Reasonably

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

yesterday and never, sometime in forever,
somewhere once we were, but it wasn't here

lost in thought, exiled in own mind, who will know, who's left to find me

why shall I bother, when nobody cares,
what should I be, when everything fleets

where should I go, to find myself
what should I do, to become myself
lost in the world, finishing naught
silently waiting, till I fall and get caught