Parallel Parking

I failed that portion of the drivers test.

I felt like writing, so I picked up my pen.

And then, I didn't know what to say.

An odd loss of words, with deadly intentions.

Just caught again in one of life's lessons.

Tanglefooted, I knew something was amiss. 

Strapped in tight, the engine began to falter.

I reached into the sky, dreamed of the father.

And I took a breath.

I parked the car, I made a start.

I made a leap straight for your heart.

But I knew not what I was claiming.

I wrote it hard, I wished a star

Would carry me home from dreaming.

Yet I did not know, I do not know for believing.

Ideas flow, from fingertip to paper.

Sometimes the words don't quite matter.

She said, "I don't know you, but I now you're someone,"

I wish I knew you, but I'm in fact no one.

An unperson, yet I sit and steal glances.

And I hide for lives, behind these glasses.

I'm hunting for an answer, someway to make it out alive.

But I know you'll just be there, out here on the other side.

I parked the car, I made a start.

I made a leap straight for your heart.

But I knew not what I was claiming.

I wrote it hard, I wished a star

Would carry me home from dreaming.

Yet I did not know, I do not know for believing.

Why'd I park the car, when I wasn't ever moving.

Why'd you hold my heart, although we were losing?