varying shades of purple.

if i were to distance myself from everything,
stop caring, stop feeling,
retreat inside myself and become a total recluse,
would you care?
would you notice if i was no longer there?
if i were to disappear from the earth tomorrow,
fly away in a hot air balloon,
to some place where it's always dark,
where there is not even a sliver of silvery moon,
would you realise my absensce?
would you fly away after me, and bring me back again?
i sailed away in a little newspaper boat,
i made it from The Age so i thought it would float,
and it did for a while, until the reign came down,
popularity overrode my vessle and it drowned.
i become a floater and floated to an island
where i found that i did not in fact fit in,
so i think i'll fade into the background until i find my niche.