What would a world BE,
Without likes, and dislikes.
What would this world look
Like, Without Any Questions.
Who could be left Within this soul
Self, Without Anyone Here to say Yes..
Who could be thinking they’re Right
Without No One There to be Selfless.
Where I should go among Dreams
Which leave me Without An Answer.
Where I should wander towards.. To See
The Love, I Am Without, in which I am after.
And, wander on, and on..
To right before this time ever began..
From The Point I’d Never Left Without Myself.