Saturday, August 15, 2009

Confession

Thoughts succeed, words fail
A newborn inspiration sets sail
More thoughts on my rear like a tail
New perspective, new letter, new mail
A letter with no name
A star with no fame
A guilt with no one to blame
No comparison, nothing is the same
Picking at this stuffed being like a toy crane
Still so much to gain
Truth be told, because lies are cold
I'm scared of what I might lose
I'm scared that I won't no what to choose
I'm scared that there won't be good news
I need to stay strong in faith to red out the blue
To stop talking and do
One man, one boo
Hoping that this ends soon
For the Son to create a new moon


So tired, so tired
Starts so hot, just to end mild
Growing up, just to stay a child
Feeling like I'm in an X-file
Just not normal
Not fitting for the ocassion, I stay semi-formal
Always calling is inspiration
I see it everywhere, it's like a eternal mind station
Something so special, but not playful
Starting so close, just to be unfaithful
My mind plays tricks on me, but I know that that's not what it's made for
Wet papers in my notebook as to simbolize thoughts washed away
As to say : "Say what you mean to say"
But like red to black, the notes just fade
The notes just fade...


I admit because I know it's real
I admit because it's what I feel
I admit to tear off the seal
Just to free my heart and breath
Once again, just breath......

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