dripping differences
time is beginning to grow slower, yet still quickens
looking at everything half empty, when in actuality
there is some fullness to the lies that i have spun
there is a bed, i bed i will probably lay in
if i get around to it
ive grown so tired
of all the misconceptions and all the ballgames
ive lost something
or i want something
and i dont know what it is
or what to do
or how to obtain it
but i will try,
to cut the ties
to all the bullshit.
and rise to some other occasion
perhaps make up my own
for a celebration is in order
i am constantly growing stronger and weaker everyday
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