i am going to break through the arms of whatever is holding me back
and maybe then i'll know and understand everything i seem to lack
i have too many problems and too much time to fix it all
it's all too much time to waste staring at the wall
i miss your voice, i find it quite soothing and definitely relaxing
whenever i hear what you have to say, i find myself digressing
and please don't stop, because i think i enjoy it way too much
even though i'll find myself falling really soon with nothing to clutch
i graze the smooth surface of the tree in the middle of your dreams
and i walk my sore legs until it falls off and dip my hands in the stream
everything is fine now, everything is looking up, looking up at you
and this act of hopelessness is a bad act; i can see you notice too
grow out of it and get over what you think will last forever
i know i'll never let go to face the consequences, but i'm not clever
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