Mandala

I lost my place in the world It left me behind Now my soul is unbound And my mind is free to roam around and around... Thoughts drip down to words on a page Scrawled in a foreign tongue Circles tending toward the center Lead you back to none You can cry, you can beg, you can plead, you can pray... You may doubt it, apathetic But you never had control You saw what you wanted But the rest was terrible Pull back the curtain And reveal the guilty So the veil can be lifted And the well will overflow You've been here before You've seen it all But your conscience won't recall And your eyes are barely wide enough To recognize what your heart keeps giving up And someday it might win If your mind's giving in Just try to lose yourself Or do your best till then