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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

solemn note at the gates


the truth is

sometimes

I wish I just didn't exist





but thats just too damn depressing to accept




if I believe that I would just  whither away

gone

like a magic trick in a show

rabbit in the hat

cut the girl in half





there'll be nothing but what everyone thought of me

and I cant have that

because you're all wrong

I've got more to say





and maybe you don't understand

and maybe I still need some work





so I think I'll stay

for a while at least





but I'm not paying any rent

or signing any contracts





 life doesn't give any guarantees

so why should I?

maybe I'll just stop smoking cigarettes

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