i just keep rolling out potentials
in hopes of finding a meaning
but every single one of them find somewhere else to go
there are times when i remember
along with moments i can't see
but i make a mark on the walls so i will not forget
my friends keep me floating
but i'm afraid they don't understand
that i will leave them at sunrise, never to come back
i will shed my skin and lose my voice
turn black and white as i relapse
but you are smiling so wide
and i am just glad that you're happy
i have a roll of film in my pocket
filled with memories i'd like to create
take you into the darkroom
and watch our dreams fill with color
so go to sleep and live your life
you will find someone to truly make you smile
to take you on all kinds of adventures
write lovelier poems than what i can muster up
because you truly deserve that
and i am right most of the time
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