Sunday, May 20, 2007
more writing...
down and blue
seeing blue,
feeling blue,
feeling down,
looking down
at the tracks below me,
over the edge
from where i stand,
from where i drive,
at where i could be,
wondering if that's where i should be...
took off the shades
and life looked less pretty,
as pretty as it felt,
as pretty as i felt;
blue wasn't very pretty,
nor am i...
what should it matter
what others think
if it isn't what i think
except i'm alone
and often ignored,
still i don't care
because i don't want to fit in;
i want to be accepted as i am...
there i stood
feeling down,
looking down,
feeling blue,
wondering what to do.
it doesn't matter
because i don't care.
i don't let it get to me
as much as i can,
but sometimes i wonder
when i stare
out into the blue
what will i do,
who will i be with-
could it be you?
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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