I've been thinking of this composition notebook that I used to write everything in, for a while now. It's pretty old and as I creep toward another birthday, I thought it only appropriate to reminisce and perhaps make myself feel a little bit older.
Half my life ago, this is what spilled out of my brain.
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I sit in a room
full of my shit, and I look around. That is that, and this is this
so who am I
All heard before, all done the same
Trying to change my life to what I want
it to be
From the past to the present and on
to the future
Fighting hard to keep in the tears.
I smelled that smell from that time before
And I saw your face
and your eyes searching mine
A clear blue sky as it starts to rain
and all I did was spin around.
Now can you ever forgive me for how
I acted the night before. I meant
the things I said but I wish I hadn't
said them all the same.
I opened up my mind for all to see
but no one looked and then I felt sad
Blankly guessing who am I
Compared to you. A simple question
I am, searching for a complicated answer.
- rsf -
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Excuse:
Everything is seemed
in an uncontrollable
way & I can no
longer stay the
way you want me
to be. Just like
nothing matters,
I'm in love with
you.
- rsf -
