Nov 16, 2005 22:22
Perhaps its mind nummingly easy
what to do, what to be
perhaps it a shortness of inspiration
that has cause me to not see
a inqualification inside me
lets fix it like we should
get some nails and wood, glue
togther. but I'm missing nuts and bolts
I think my whole body is about to revolt
I can't see the future and have failed the past
where do we go from here?
I'm stuck in a then
and haven't done anything since
what now?
I see many roads to travel
but all have been picked.
should I be one that goes less traveled
I should stick to the path.
my convictions lie there, my heart. my soul
ofcourse,
i choose any road. I still hold the same spot.
why can't I change this plot that is killing me
If i don't loose now then I'll lose then
Its not dying the worries me its living dead.
What have I become.
The things I hate are inside of me
the people I hate have changed
so cynical, so critical.
when did i become god?
i'm going to fly away
be the bird I am
change in the wind
dream in the water
breath in the earth
rebirth. rain on my soul.
hawk will stay
but for now.
fly away - hawk