Thick
my mind
with muddled thoughts of you
swimming in and out
of my visions all morning
my mind is fevered
and broken
Im lost but I haven't moved
you don't even know
that im gone
delusional
livin in my own created fantasys
ripe on my hot joys
I feel elated my head on the table
and i escape my life
every time i close my eyes
all of you are happy,
hiding in pretty lies.
perhaps the little girl was right
staring me down with all her
prejudice
go back to your life
accept a fate never wanted
never asked for
your cage
while i live in mine
i'm always good at the beginnings
then I'm always left behind
Life must be more
then disappointments
til we die...
Monday, May 10, 2010
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