These dreams I'm having
Are not mine
These doubts that control
Do not belong
This joy I’ve found
Is not for keeping
This love I've stumbled upon
Cannot be owned.
I cannot hold you
Even though I want to
I cannot hide you away
I am in deep greed of your attentions
That sometimes I think
if the rest of the world should fall away
that'd be okay.
Gah, the tribulations of
my human soul.
my Human, flawed...
self-absorbed soul.
Why do I keep you
I know why i want you
but why do i hold you
clenched in a fist
strangling what you can do
with me.
gah.
gah.
GAH.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Are you not Mine?
Bits o' rubbish:
break,
composition,
experience,
gifts,
God,
hobby,
interesting,
love,
poetry,
questions,
sad,
story,
thoughts
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