motion to motion

Jun 05, 2008 - 21:45 PM PST

writing with some core feeling to do it. not knowing what's really coming out, just knowing that it's honest and true..
always looking up to those.
those who could shine without trying and have a straight path ahead of them with endless eyes watching.
i always felt like deep down i was, in fact, one of those. but as time goes by, i find myself wondering. if i were, these walls that are made of bricks and concrete and everything dirty, yet somehow beautiful, would actually see me and acknowledge me as something else.
people always have that something that keeps their pulse beating and their eyes sitting just right in their head. and to be without that level, where do our minds wonder and our hearts linger?
we fall into places we don't mean to fall, and sometimes we take people with us.
we search without knowing what exactly we're searching for, and if it's just right for us at that time.
it's a lack of purpose. not as an individual person, but a lack of something from day to day leaving each day with just the motions.