Thursday, September 29, 2005

wish i couldn't be

I know,
its all just a blot to you
its all but just a rhythm to me

when I was born again
with all the broken bones
and ripped heart
that you wanted to sew to yours, tenderly
trying to keep me standing
on two feet of admiration
from all the smiles that was pouring in my way
it was only yours
but I was just trying to run from the fear of being defeated again

silently, laid on your lap
feeding from your soul
and becoming the pieces of you

slowly, I caught the glimpse of my life to be
that was just trying to work me out
and ask me why,
I just needed to be blind.

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