In this alley as narrow as my littered mind
Dim-lit by gold bars pocketed as I find
Clouded like the heavens barely mirrored below
As I splashed through puddles another millionth time
I dig in this goldmine at every step I take
Then moments admiring the jewels I grab
Until worth fades away, baring beauty so fake
The same gold-dust sprinkled, a flickering light bulb.
A crown-crafted barbed-wire, a centipede bracelet
A coin-like stone, I picked-up everything
Painted by the darkness in glittering sand
I stole these shining trash as much as I can
And every now and then, as an art connoisseur
I exhibit them all in my gallery
For fellow collectors of the most refined tastes
To worship me further in this reality
Where my wristwatches tick much slower than theirs
While skin wrinkles faster up my wandering eyes
Did I bargain my youth for these scraps of paper?
But my brainless treasures only tell otherwise
So I continue on, in this race of mankind
In search for that something my eyes can never find
To cure this hunger I can’t fulfill all the time
As long as I wander in this labyrinth mind.