lost soul

If I was told to describe myself in a sentence I wouldn't, because it wouldn't be effective. Because in order to understand my vibe it would take a well thought essay written in the stars from my perspective, If I could, I would describe myself as a butterfly, you never really see it come until your caught by its beauty as it passes by. The beauty is not what I encounter but how easily forgotten it is once the viewer returns his eyes to where it previously lied. I would say I'm in a relationship with the sun and having an affair with the moon. In the day I'm a quiet maniac anf at night I'm a reckless goon. I live in the sunset and dance in the valleys. I often think how we're born to die, and have a clock over our heads that never stop counting. Maybe I'm on of the few to break out of the simulator. And just kept quiet so I wouldn't draw attention. Maybe that's why I have a sense of vengeance. I fall in and out of moods without fair warning. I could be happy in the night but depression in the morning. The people say my name kind of ruin it. I use to think it didnt matter , but I was a child, and that decision was intuitive. I dont k ow what I'm searching for , so how will I know when I find it, I'm stuck on a continous road chasing after a intriguing sunset. Well so be it.