Ad Astra Per Aspera
Emotional distance to the white, the black, the red, the yellow
Hardened living makes him an accepting, loving, quite jaded fellow
Pouring forth live in droves
Walls erected and on he moves
Try and try to not be a hole of ass
Why?!? Naught but dismembered heartache comes to pass
Judgement and accusation pouring forth in unfettered glance
Driving his consciousness mad, waiting for awareness he may miss the chance
To experience love in all its truth
Tucked away with the robbing of youth
Old soul cometh with no outside understanding
Shooting star, though unknowingly sought, has no chance of landing
Hitchhiker 