Apr 29, 2005 23:40
This is for all my peeps or dawgs if you will.
I am out here studying stones
Trying to learn to be less alive
Usin all my will to keep very still
Even still on the inside
I've cut all of the pertinent wires
So my eyes can't make their connection
I am holding my breath
I am feigning my death
When I am looking in your direction
Of course numb is an old hat
Old as my oldest memories
See that ones my mother and that ones my father
and that one in the hat is me
Its a skill i hoped to abandone
When I got out on the open road
But any more pent up emotion and I think i'm goin 2 explode
I'm too lazy to continue which is sad since I woke up at 12-1 today. Don't judge me. Anyway started packing more clothes today but I'm really considering burning some of my shit because I've got WAY too Much.