im flying so high 
inti this place where all there is is opened sky
searching through my head hoping to findd the curuption
but the thing is i dont now where to look
i know its there i just cant find it 
if i could i would change it
but i cant its lost in the sea of thought 
there are so many things that i can never make them out 
most of the time i loes my self

by 
josiah hammond