The idea dares to dream
the idea isnt what it seems
I watch it unfold
my heart ripped at the seams
But the idea restores it
the idea is the missing piece
the idea is more than a thought
it's the missing link
The idea rattles around
full throttle in my head
until the idea rests itself
but wait, it never rests
So I'm left out of control
the idea taking over
The idea is too slick
it cant be held onto
I try to capture the thought
take it captive like I should
but the idea is greater
doing more than I could
The idea grows larger
as I move from place to place.
Racing and racing
you can see the idea on my face
It cant be hidden
It wont be bought, traded, or sold
the idea is like a parasite
taking over my soul
I just want the idea to leave
so I can clearly see
but the idea blocks my path
and says "there is only me"
So the idea takes on a life of its own
pulling me apart. Yet,
Strangely it puts me back together
which was the idea from the start.
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