4/06/2009

Summary

I came alive to a day with too much on my eyes
And the world spun the other way, because the weather isn't better
Head against the wall, unsure of what is next, black pants, blue sweater
Surely, today, my motivation will die

It's so simple, a synopsis of days ends
Dreariness, missing pieces, and empty stomachs
Lyrical lies, and beautiful pain, and only faceless mimics
A place like home is really a rule to bend

Softly scream, I tell myself, as the code runs behind
And everything begins to stack itself over
And I'm scare to watch myself fall over
All this work is a wanted let go from my mind

But it's joy, I see, that brings me to bliss
Simple rediscovery, oh I'm so overjoyed
But I'm still the unfortunate, falling for decoys
Distraction aside, I will follow through

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