domingo, 13 de diciembre de 2015

Repenting to you

Why be so harsh
Guessing that all is simple
Just be enjoyed

Saying this truth is final
That reality is absolutely sad
So get used to being used again

I am not a mind reader
All mighty in my judgement
Insensitive to your desires

Please let me free
Dreadful thoughts haunt me
Unwanted, wasted, vanished

But you are still there
Always amazingly  vibrant
Wanting to be approved

Planning how to fool fate
Imagining in  dreams
The perfect Earth to hold onto

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