My skin gets confused

As my soul gets clarity
My hair loses its grip
As my spirit gets hers
My shell is degrading
As my self is soaring
How can I explain it to my head?
How can I except what's ahead
My smiles getting softer
As the evil gets sharp
My eyes are opening
As the blindness gets bigger
My lunges gets bigger
As the air fades away
But for at lest a moment a day
I stop and pray to the listener in the sky
Building words to intentions, climbing high
And slowly every thing calms down
Hypnotized and slightly numb
I remember the point of it all
To raise up and fall
To keep on trying
Living the life and dying
Leaving a light if you're lucky
One that shins beyond your body