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Aug 20, 2005 21:47

you always speak to me with the rain at you back
and in the heat of the storm, you slipped right from my grasp
fading into the distance
your face becomes a dream
ill allow myself to fall again
my words never come out how they seem

this is a part to a chorus of a song i wrote.
i dont know, just something im playing with, im not a gifted lyricst, but i think i can write poems.
oh well
life is a mystery to me right now.
there is so much on my mind
i dont like having so much to think about.
i was just happy being excited for boston.
and more and more, i know im not supposed to be driving
cuz it sucks
and i hate it
and i kinda wish i never had to again
fuck gas, its too expensive
and fuck old ass cops to, they suck
my life is like a melodrama soap opera
i just wish they would cast me in a better role
or switch me to another show
tonight before bed, even though all the shit is happening, i will still fall to my knees and praise God for all that he has given to me.
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