sometimes
just being on my own
asks too many questions
questions i cannot answer
from night time truancy
Talent (Originally Untitled) – Written August 2005 (Aged 30)
talent.
is a waste of time
it is not magic
nor does it go to school
Promised Too Much (Originally Untitled) – Written Thursday 11th August 2005 (Aged 30)
in the start
i obviously promised too much
i let someone in
then when it became too much
i asked them to leave
So Much to Say (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 28th July 2005 (Aged 30)
so much to say
so much we could do
are we looking for change
a reason?
a solution
Many Things – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
i seem to be many things
to many people
aren’t you?
do you not get lost in who you are
Won’t You Speak to Me – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
speak to me,
explain why i think like this
tell me why my brain is so
why somethings dazzle me
and others, i just let go
Feeling Worthless – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
you feel worthless
you have no self esteem
but you foster a dream
and live it through the eyes of someone else
but it clings to your low self esteem
The Light – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
it takes curiosity and courage
to follow the light
to reach the light
to climb its stairs
to hold onto rails so tight
They Don’t Like Me – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
they don’t like me
can’t say i care
except i am thinking about it
sitting here
Talk About Real to Me (Originally Untitled) – Written Sunday 24th July 2005 (Aged 30)
talk about real to me
through the drip dry tears
on staid park bench
tell me about real
through the bittersweet stench
