Do Not Tell Me Anything
do not tell me about your things
i have had enough of your things
too many things
too much of everything
to see you now is strange
after all we have been through
i just seem to be living in circles
never really coasting
the life i lead slowly ghosting
running out of control
wanting to change the world
the world we built
the one that you destroyed
along with the unbelievable dreams
the ones with which i toyed
so do not tell me about your things
i am devoid of any feeling
i have locked that away
in a place under a darker sky
it is a rainy day
with you and your friends
i have had enough of this
do not tell me about your things
do not tell me about anything
James Garratt – February to June 1995
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Do Not Tell Me Anything – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
