An Afternoon Thought
The wonders of words
What they really mean
Who says them and why
The silence of thoughts
Mine are loud and tiring
I fight with the mental pictures I draw
No one but me hiding in the depths
Where did I go
Will I come back
There Where Maybe
I see you
What they really mean
Who says them and why
The silence of thoughts
Mine are loud and tiring
I fight with the mental pictures I draw
No one but me hiding in the depths
Where did I go
Will I come back
There Where Maybe
I see you
Do you know me
I used to be someone
Before I woke up
I used to be someone
Before I woke up
2 comments:
That is beautiful and melancholy!
(my blogs are all so dorky!)
i like it.
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