I could just flow all day
night
if i needed
but i cant be too much
its the space
he craved
to wonder
(i think)
to see
(i think)
to find another
(i think)
my purpose in life
grief as it may have been
is to not be like
her
you know not her twin
its my grandma i talk about
loveless
stubborn
alone
can only check one for me
pretty soon
check all above
so maybe i try a lil hard
dont give up
like i should
but how can i
when all i think is
what could..........
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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