Yes I am still thinking about you and I know that it’s too much to say
But I don’t know if I can put it any other way
Clocks and time pieces no longer hold meaning for me
I feel like I have too much time on my hands
Still it’s like there are not enough hours in a day
This has gotten to be too much and I have to stop it but I don’t know how
To keep from going crazy I try and put it all on paper
With pen in hand I try to fill the page with the thoughts and emotions that I am too stupid to show
I hate it because I know better than this and I know that this won’t change a damn thing
Me being me is not on a page it’s in the heart that beats inside my chest
Giving myself a chance to shine won’t come from this here pen
Instead I’m reaching out to the stars again, hoping I can pull one down to help me light my way
Won’t you take my hand, follow this here light where ever it might go
Take a chance and discover just what lies beyond that horizon?
Please say “yes” I promise you that adventure is not the only thing I can give you
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