Don't Ask Me

I have no where to go
If I stray too far from my home
I won't find my way back
To where I was grown

Where I was grown wasn't really a place
But a state of mind
So it was not so much where as in there
It was more space and time

I travelled on a lonely line of existence
I saw loads of lights
They were bright, and they do shine
But they were in the distance

No nova ever came close
Shooting stars I like the most
But they passed so fast
They were gone before my grasp could close

So on my journey goes
Thoughts fall like raindrops 
But my mind's sideways
So I contemplate them like skipping stones

Is an evil magician a good wizards foe
Is the male version of Dorothy getting home doing a quick two step
And then heel kicking your toe

Are the stars in the sky like diamonds layed out on a velvet blanket
Or are they like fireflies froze in our perception of time as we take it

Make of it what you will
Your will is not my business
I only hope to open up your eyes
Because our outcome is my interest