i bump into walls
this schizophrenic guy brought up good points
but am i that far gone?

my innards are lined with the scars
of my lost love
the few emotions i used up
now i smoke my time down to the filter
and pretend it never happened

well what about tomorrow?
what are you going to do?

every question about me is the worst question they could have asked

i'm not in a rut
i'm on a hill and i'm far too scared
to roll down and see things up close

blindness is a blessing to some

talking about regret is the worst so i won't
everyone wishes they could go back
if not to change it, to relive it

i just wish i could go forward
i'm

08/04/2011

Posted on 08/05/2011
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