Restless Soul
Lips move but there is no sound
Looking for words that can’t be found
Thoughts drive themselves into the ground
Mind is left just spinning around
Desire forms like sweat beads
Rehashing old and past deeds
Trying to follow where it all leads
Digging to plant some new seeds
Crowded in to such a small place
Uncomfortable in my own space
Looking in the mirror, can’t see my face
Suddenly it’s gone without a trace
It’s there on the tip of my own tongue
Like a light in the closet where clothes are hung
As useful as a spring that’s already sprung
Or an old bell that’s already rung
Needing to speak, so much to say
It’ll have to wait for another day
Cause thoughts and words refuse to play
Restless soul you’ll just have to stay