I like to walk the streets
Until I get lost
With an unshaved skin
And an empty bag
I like to drive
With slight carelessness
Backwards in a fog
Forward when the sign shows red
I like to study faces
In a shopping mall
Live my life as shattered
As a brick in a broken wall
I have lost
Everyone I have loved
I have dropped
Everything that was real
But here I come
Looking for a another chance
One final stand
Please come see me off.
2 comments:
I like this. A lot. You know I always thought you had a way with it...
By the way, your letter is on the way...so stop freakin out!!
long time since i read something and couldn't stop reading it. Thank you :)
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