Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Aside From Nothing

So here I sit wondering how this could be,
any different if they could only listen.
Tell me now, that I won't drown in this breeze.
Wind come pick me up
and fly me to my new destination.
I'll gladly obliged if you just comply with
what I'm saying, yes it's hurting,
But I know, I won't be alright.

This is how we get by,
without friends by our side.

I am getting out of touch of things.
I am separating each inch of feeling.
I am shutting down my believing,
That it will get better, worse from these settings.
Give me a change in scenery,
Blind my eyes from the soonest sea.
How does one revolt against allies,
shrink the gap set aside from nothing.

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