Here I sit
No food to eat
Glued to my couch
Glued to my feet
It is a shame, I want to say
I do not want to eat today
Lost in my heart
Lost in my mind
I am somewhere dark
And hard to find
I let my hands do lead the way
And hope to sculpt the day away
I am alone
I am not scared
With this masquerade
I am prepared
Falling fast but holding steady
Grasping strength until I'm ready
Two pairs of eyes
They often gaze
Upon the day
Through dusty rays
Content to breathing in the sun
Is how we're preceiving fun
me
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