Digital Tarpit

I am distant in the night air as I pull the hand from the lake
Spontaneity is the section of life
Our selection to a means to our end
Deflect only the weak man behind the curtain as he is not really me
As the hearts beat as one I can only
Think about the disruption of the energy
That has been given to the wind
Discuss and float
Running and wanted
Disgusted float
I have not been apprehended for the crimes I had not committed
Invisible I have become
I have become
And never ever will I fall
Everyone
I have them searching
In the night I will disguise with the helium in the lights of the sky
Forever drifting and hiding in the vat of life