Its cluttered but I can find what I want to
The rest hides beneath
And I am happy for that
Moments clicked eons ago
Some shining and some blur
Thoughts concealed from all
But still very much visible
My space has all
As and when I need
I go back there and I am me
There is an invasion now…
A separation from my space
Addition to my space
Unknown zones, don't want to go there
Slowly it’s moving away
Squeezing me out…
My space is distant now
I am left with a lot of vacuum
How do I fill it and with what
I can’t meet me now…
My space is gone
Taking me for what I stood
