So it gets harder.
much harder than it seams.
trying not to go crazy.
trying not to scream.
walking foot over foot.
tripping and sending my mind colliding.
I find myself shedding tears.
I botttle them up everymorning.
making sure nobody sees my fears.
I find myself wondering.
even when I am familar.
knowing not wear I am.
Or where I am going.
I am lost where I stand
With my thoughts in the air.
Wish I could breathe.
I forgot what I was thinking.
trying to see what it is I was dreaming.
I forgot why I lived.
to Create and to think.
a colorfull mess of dye in the sink.
A freedom I can't give up.
A freadom I have messed up.
and so I say to myself.
with words to calm what I think.
Try not to go Crazy.
Try hard not to scream.
Put one foot in front of the other.
Because it's not as hard as it seams.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
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