Feb 01, 2005 22:40
when the time felt right you popped your pills.
When the clock struck four you smoked a bit more.
When stressed and hurried you craved the calm nicotine wave.
Well say goodbye.
Your desires are still active but your backbone's deteriorated.
You made the waiter wait too long.
Not everyone has patience for such a boy.
I'm glad she walked, though I'm on your side.
I'm glad I'm me today, though I know the story through your eyes.
If everyone waited for me forever, forever would've never came and I'd never be grateful for my life today.
For my life would be that of this boy who fears he can and cannot change.
Watching peoples backsides as they all walk away.