dim light
great. just great.
bring me down, make me drown.
put me away, stay that way.
every single thing is just a fling,
and you are more than that.
can’t you see me?
i guess all things aren’t what they were anymore.
every move makes me sore, and i guess i’m just a bore.
so be it. maybe comfort wasn’t meant for me.
it’s okay, just let me be.
in time, i will be completely free, and we will once again see.
*it was just a two-way monologue about myself. nobody was involved in the process.

an inspiring blog from a very intelligent writer/blogger/whatever
dit said this on June 11, 2007 at 6:48 am
thanks!
Ditya said this on June 11, 2007 at 10:26 am