Thursday, February 23, 2006

to x

"Busy" You think you haven't changed You think I'm being sentimental You've finally reached that age Security is fundamental You think you haven't changed You think that you're just growing older You wanted to be safe But it turned you into someone colder You're so busy these days Rearranging your place Can you still find some space for yourself You think you haven't changed Is anyone to blame I'd really like to think it's you But it seems like that's the way Everyone but me is going You're so busy these days Rearranging your face.Do you still see a trace of yourself I'm losing all of you To future plans and obligations I guess that's what you do When life's about your next vacation You're so busy these days Rearranging your place Can you still find some space for yourself You're so busy these days Rearranging your face Do you still see a trace of yourself You think you haven't changed The ones It was nice of you to come. I appreciate you stopping by and I know you like to be here. You have somewhere else to go, everyone always does. I appreciate your efforts to be supernaturally nice and I know it's not your fault that your not God or Jesus Christ. To the ones who let me down you really hurt me. To the ones who let me down you really hurt me but I know I can't expect u to give as much I think I do. When it's always about me. That's not who I want to be do u forgive me,Jezus silly how far i'm willing go to assure myself of love to make sure that i'm part of who u are and what u love To the ones who let me down you really hurt me to the ones who let me down you really hurt me but i'll try not to expect you to give as much as I think do... To the ones who let me down you really hurt me To the ones who let me down you really hurt me but I'll try not to expect you to give as much I do..

Thursday, February 09, 2006

colours

colours in this grey madness my sadness dissapoints my heart and eyes into black andblue this indigo sadness pulls my heart and mind into the liveliness of life itself until the day life is red and warm again.