I’ve been believing in you too much
Saturday night snakes around
Calling out each stop light blinking
Do you know me? – deep understanding.
Rummaging in my missing backpack
For an unused silver dollar
Where did my pens run to?
I’m not the same you used to be.
Hope here for a river running
Where my deepness cannot outstanding
Floating on my finally lasting
I’m now two pages confessing.