Woman Tonight

A black sheep in the herd misunderstood an misguided
A walking hieroglyph that cant be easily sighted
Let alone deciphered
A vague individual with an undefined definition
Held down by too many self inhibitions looking for someone to show me that Love isn't fiction someone to prove me wrong an show me its been there all along
A permanent substitution to the deficit that sits beneath my chest at times its nothing, but moments of unrest and contemplation some misleading searches for validation that arises the question of calibration makes the situation hard to understand
Incoherent to the point that it loses relevance an finds itself in the compost left to decay till life decides to replay the butterflies an nervous wrecks
Leading the heart once again to inspect mutual attractions that are overshadowed by a gloomy forecast
My biggest problem is over analyzing past the blooming point till its a forgotten thought shot through becoming another hue in the picture
Lifes jokes are what keep me a leaking fixture spilling different variations to twenty six letters that keep me together reasoning to the confusion
When I think about you all I see is a solution an answer to the questions I possess the feeling are hard to suppress yet the stress seems to keep me at a distance from getting too close to the line I guess I'm waiting for a sign the truth is you linger on the mind making constant revolutions like the earth around the sun the doubt is what keeps me on the dark side of the moon I know its only time before were forever out of tune I have to admit its a thought that doesn't sit well your more than unique you have me quite intrigued like a fiend I need a consistent fix I don't seek substitution or rehabilitation I just want to be under the sedation held down by surrounding wires an admirer wondering if you can light my fire....