Mar 07, 2006 21:04
Lifeline 3
I am skin and bone
I am coffee toned
I am sweeter than tea
I am nothing but me
I have nothing left but today
I just don't want the years to pass by this way
toes will pass along the cracks
in broken wood
where life was grown
and food was good
it used to smeel young
and now that aura of age
if beggining to fill my nose
and its seeping in my skin
how I wish I was ten
I have nothing left but today
I just don't want the years to pass by this way
ten..dancing and screaming and loving softball
not a care in the world
not a glance through the bar
I could make something
of this rock solid walls
but now that I can see over the tip
I stare and stare
as though my head is being held in place
I touch my skin to make sure its still there
and the saddest thing is:
I am begginging not to care.