He sees eyes in the headlights
They guide him through the night
Voices tell him he's crazy
He thinks that they're right
He sees names in the number plates
As he goes round the bend
Where will it all end?
He keeps finding pieces
In the puzzle of life
But he can't put them together
With any reason or rhyme
And so he is puzzled
His thoughts go round
And round
The boy who left his mind on the boil…
His thoughts simmer
Restlessly
One leads to another
Ceaselessly
But somewhere in the middle
Of this melting pot
Comes the realization
That alone he is not
One in many
Many in one
The boy who left his mind on the boil…
In this he is no different
To anyone else
And by anyone's standards
Better off than most
And so he writes in third person
In the hope you won't see
That the person he speaks of
Is really me
The boy who left his mind on the boil…
Riding the bike of life
Think twice
Fall off
Look back
You're gone
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