Mar 16, 2011 08:47
I want to be a robot
and punch you in the head
I want to be Goliath
and take on your David
I want to be the spit
that lies along your tongue
I want to be the blanket
on you when the long day is done
I want to be the desert
where you wander aimlessly
I want to be the program
you can't stop opening
I want to be the past
you can never bear to face
I want to be the future
where your story takes place
I want to be the road
you travel in the end
I want to be the person
you put next to friend.
awake against my will,
random,
writing,
what