Loft

I looked with the utmost sincerity. I looked for what no one had yet found. I thought I could find it. I envisioned it all but human nature. I was looking for a revolution. I pulled my hair out trying to find one. Looked under a few rocks, opened a few minds without opening my eyes. Idealistical, but ideals were all I had. Nothing but aspirations. Utopia quickly fades. Rumbling in the dark with a pounding heartache, trying so hard to make a mark. Trying to find my niche, a place exploiting my potentials. The oasis lies inside. It rests at the heart of the soul. The truth waits to be revealed with the passing of time. I saw my salvation. I had it all along. I had it under my arm the whole time. So I just let the fire burn. It hurt at first but with time I learned how it worked. I could never get used to watching their world burn so many alive. But I can accept my role as a modest one. As long as we continue to try. As long as we can still cry, we're okay. I watched it melt those dreams away, those silly visions melted in that fire, in that truth. The answers lie inside. The revolution is in the mind. In our own little words. The answers lie inside.