I often wonder where i came from...what time in space ive traveled
In this moment i dont belong, according to clues that ive unraveledThis world is too advanced...something in which i cant adaptI often dream about more ancient times where my soul emerged perhapsAs i look into the eyes of all the people that surround meThey dont appear alive, & yet they are and its astoundingTo see all of these people with a heartbeat like mineSee the same things that i see, but with a third eye thats blindThe most expensive things in the world.....i see no valueI went searching through all the lies, and in the smallest corner...i found truthTruth within myself...i live this life..but this aint homeAnd they wonder why i feel alone...im just a misplaced soul