Monument

There's a blind desire there's a drive There's a need to leave some lasting feat Something to hold, something to keep A monument to complete There's a written page, there's a book There's a search for something to say Something to share, something to speak A monument to convey Is it fiction, is it confession? Is it pa*sion or just a profession? Is it performance, is it expression? Is it pa*sion or just an obsession? There's a photograph, there's a frame There's a time, a moment to confine Something to save, something to see A monument to enshrine Is it performance, is it expression? Is it pa*sion or just a profession? Is it fiction, is it confession? Is it pa*sion or just an obsession? There's an empty room, there's a blank page There's a picture left incomplete Something is lost, something remains A monument to defeat Is it fiction, is it confession? Is it pa*sion or just a profession? Is it performance, is it expression? Is it pa*sion or just an obsession?