Sunday, January 18, 2009

my own everything

i wont be sad, but in case i go there
i will wonder the things i did
have done and should have finished

is it better then saying nothing at all?
or wondering if i would have been good at something?
or being good at someone.

hiding out from anything
my own everything
there is buried
a broken blur

a lullaby to whisper what i meant to yell

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