more nonsense due to boredom
Sending the s.o.s. from the window of the ship I call "room"
inside my restless sense of thinking
Pondering upon the fact that the nights are sleepless for positive reasons
I find it hard to open this door and hold myself back from scanning the walls
My walls tell stories. Maybe not of the bedtime persuasion
Making me more eager as I contemplate my decisions later
I'm restricted in a manner that doesn't restrict me at all
It's a faulty seatbelt, there is no click
Use the trigger and they'll look up.
My hands are busy when I make my statements: Open, Secure, Confident.
Free verse sends me on a trip in a ship called "room"
Properly named, no seatbelt.
inside my restless sense of thinking
Pondering upon the fact that the nights are sleepless for positive reasons
I find it hard to open this door and hold myself back from scanning the walls
My walls tell stories. Maybe not of the bedtime persuasion
Making me more eager as I contemplate my decisions later
I'm restricted in a manner that doesn't restrict me at all
It's a faulty seatbelt, there is no click
Use the trigger and they'll look up.
My hands are busy when I make my statements: Open, Secure, Confident.
Free verse sends me on a trip in a ship called "room"
Properly named, no seatbelt.