hmmmmmmmmmmmm...
i'm bored...and tired of sitting around doing nothing...
-i got a new flat screen tv, and a surround sound dvd that sings...
-now all i need is that laptop, a digital camera, and the wireless router thing here...
-then i will never have to leave...and you'll never have to hear me beg on your deaf ears...
-see you say things that mean what they mean and hate it when others can't live as you seem...
-living in a world fashioned more like a dream...
-and you close people out from your paper mache world...
-worried of trust and emotion...or even your heart being unfurled...
-but i still think that i'm lucky to just hear a word...
-spoken from a voice lined with concern...
-even if it doesn't seem real...
-i think about you lying awake in bed...
-pondering the words that you never chose, or said...
-and how you looked deeply into my eyes as though they were sky...
-and touched my neck so tenderly it made me want to cry...
-and you stopped wanting to talk to me, or even make dates...
-and then there's the idea of being emotionaly late and fake...
-but i'm here right now...ready, willing, and able...
-here to try and begin our own fable...
-of how things became what they are today...
-and how we didn't let or emotions fray...or dismay...
-this is just a note to say i hate being left out in the dark...
-and i'd love it if you gave me that one spark
-that could burn us both or even maim
-the beauty we kept locked inside the frame...
-because i'm not afraid of trusting you fully with all that i am
-so that you can see truly that i am a man
-who is up for anything you can give
-from your time sealed in a sieve...
-i won't take another generic blank stare
-from a person who won't ever care
-about what the other person might feel
-and won't take appeal to reveal that which you concealed...
-i'd like to think that things can change for the best...
-i'm gonna lay this to rest
-because you can't...or won't...or are to much of a coward to tell me
-that all i am to you is debris...
thats an original written on the spot...and sorry...don't read into it anyone...b/c things are not always as they seem i've come to understand...
i've written six poems today...all long...and all with so much in them...but so little...
anyone got a title?..i was thinkning of "to know degree"...idk...i'm so bored...
-i got a new flat screen tv, and a surround sound dvd that sings...
-now all i need is that laptop, a digital camera, and the wireless router thing here...
-then i will never have to leave...and you'll never have to hear me beg on your deaf ears...
-see you say things that mean what they mean and hate it when others can't live as you seem...
-living in a world fashioned more like a dream...
-and you close people out from your paper mache world...
-worried of trust and emotion...or even your heart being unfurled...
-but i still think that i'm lucky to just hear a word...
-spoken from a voice lined with concern...
-even if it doesn't seem real...
-i think about you lying awake in bed...
-pondering the words that you never chose, or said...
-and how you looked deeply into my eyes as though they were sky...
-and touched my neck so tenderly it made me want to cry...
-and you stopped wanting to talk to me, or even make dates...
-and then there's the idea of being emotionaly late and fake...
-but i'm here right now...ready, willing, and able...
-here to try and begin our own fable...
-of how things became what they are today...
-and how we didn't let or emotions fray...or dismay...
-this is just a note to say i hate being left out in the dark...
-and i'd love it if you gave me that one spark
-that could burn us both or even maim
-the beauty we kept locked inside the frame...
-because i'm not afraid of trusting you fully with all that i am
-so that you can see truly that i am a man
-who is up for anything you can give
-from your time sealed in a sieve...
-i won't take another generic blank stare
-from a person who won't ever care
-about what the other person might feel
-and won't take appeal to reveal that which you concealed...
-i'd like to think that things can change for the best...
-i'm gonna lay this to rest
-because you can't...or won't...or are to much of a coward to tell me
-that all i am to you is debris...
thats an original written on the spot...and sorry...don't read into it anyone...b/c things are not always as they seem i've come to understand...
i've written six poems today...all long...and all with so much in them...but so little...
anyone got a title?..i was thinkning of "to know degree"...idk...i'm so bored...