You say I'm useless
but I know that's a lie
you say I'm ridiculous
I'm wondering why
You yell and curse
'fuck off' I hear
You say I shut down
I don't want to be near!
I close my eyes
escape the night
I tell you to leave
but where, you can't drive
I wish for an angel
to fly me away
so I may sit on a beach
and tell the best parts of my day
my angel is hear, in spirit you see
so I no longer hear those words
that can cut me so deep
the dust has settled
which direction to go
I see a teal box on the floor
reminding me so...
Pull out a tapemeasure, note your age on the tapemeasure. Look how much you have left from your age to 100 (if you're are lucky to live that long)... Make It Count People.
Friday, April 04, 2014
Away
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