Town of Ports
Change your scenery, change your environment, change your community, change your input, changes yourself right?
Same old same old fighting against something that won't change waiting for what I want to happen but don't know how... stitch the same stitch over and over reverse it back purl over until your hands and bum and heart go numb from reworking and sitting and wanting too much.
I'll change I'll make something new beautiful from reused materials and thoughts that you left behind and find its better without what I thought I needed. I'll turn back and wave and say "oh yeah", I recall that time when we were friends, I'll sigh and you won't know why. I'll cry but not because of you. I'll never admit that feeling again to you when I know you don't know what it means. I'll feel better later when you aren't around to ask why. I'll try to think of some fond memories and work to un obscure them and paint them back in with water color, sweet pinks and blues. I'll send them to you. You'll call and ask why and wonder who I am by that time. Goodbye.
Same old same old fighting against something that won't change waiting for what I want to happen but don't know how... stitch the same stitch over and over reverse it back purl over until your hands and bum and heart go numb from reworking and sitting and wanting too much.
I'll change I'll make something new beautiful from reused materials and thoughts that you left behind and find its better without what I thought I needed. I'll turn back and wave and say "oh yeah", I recall that time when we were friends, I'll sigh and you won't know why. I'll cry but not because of you. I'll never admit that feeling again to you when I know you don't know what it means. I'll feel better later when you aren't around to ask why. I'll try to think of some fond memories and work to un obscure them and paint them back in with water color, sweet pinks and blues. I'll send them to you. You'll call and ask why and wonder who I am by that time. Goodbye.