And Maybe All Is For The Best. | |
November 21, 2005 //_ 11:48 AM | |
been left to days for a while. i reason with my window sill but i keep finding myself untied. undone. unreasoned. i have pusued and been left to lie rust. i flip open to disappointment. i give gentle smiles. beyond the sky, the sun's dying; faded & broken promises i made to myself. all those times i wished on shooting stars. all those times i held my breath through tunnels. all those wasted pennies hoping to grant wishes. down the drain. i need a different surrounding. give me happiness. xxxx |
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