It is pretty deranged to dream certain things
where people were being embedded into train tracks
how preposterous
how sudden to have to stop and think about where I am going in life
I'll walk over top of these people in hopes of not getting hit
I always felt as if I really didn't matter
I could walk away knowing that someone wouldn't stop me
Unless you are what they call the big steam rolling machine
Sometimes I don't know why I fool myself into believing there was a chance for anything
I have other things to look forward to
and I'm fairly uninvited to this
so I will stay here where I belong
in my warm-hearted body
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment