SWEET THOUGHTS

MY NAME IS NOT IMPORTANT TO A SUBJECT THAT HAS AN IDEAL STUCK IN THE MINE OF A LOST AND WANDERING SOUL.. TO DRILL TO THEE UNKNOWN TO GO BUT NEVER TO ROAM... MY FEELINGS NOT YET FORMED BUT NEW LIKE A BORN CREATURE.... MOST HIGH SO I RIDE... MY DREFT ON A HIGH TIDE.. MY FEET ARE WALKING AND MY HAIR BLOWING IN THE WIND.. MY HAND BRUSHED AND LANDED IN MY POCKETS... WHAT NOW DO I SEE... I NEED TO KNOW WHAT CAN CUM OUT OF ME.... I NEED TO BREATH I NEED TO LEAVE. I NEED TO BRING MY NAME TO THE FRONT... I SEE NOTHING A SPACE TO HAVE OR HAVE NOT.. MY THOUGHT SHARP AND FREE... MY BODY DANCING LIGHT AND HEAVEY... MY HEART BEAT 1 TO 15 PER BEATS!!! I KNOW I CAN FEEL ME!!! MY DEEP BLUE SEA!!! I AM FLOATING HIGH SO FANCY FREE....