Thursday, July 21, 2011



Thoughts become things
thoughts become things
stop thinking about
dieing alone
and start thinking you're happy

here we go,
I'm gunna try to make this work
it doesn't matter
if I get into her skirt
this time it isn't
meant to take away the hurt
this time
it's only about her and I

her face rivals the sunrise
when I've finally found rest.
Awake, I stretch my arms in both directions
i keep hoping to find her
beside me,
but nobody is there yet,

Thoughts become things
thoughts become things
stop thinking about
dieing alone
and start thinking you're happy

Every morning is different, but the wish remains the same
I'm getting better at dreaming and changing her name
into something,
something I can see,
something with potential
something beautiful and full of light.

It helps when she is friendly,
and moves beyond hints
I'm reserved always to treat her
with the respect that she deserves

I won't cause the disturbance
I want to this time
but she should know that I'm receptive to
friends that don't
pride themselves
over the rest of us
those are the best of us
I hope that she can understand

Thoughts become things
thoughts become things
stop thinking about
dieing alone
and start thinking you're happy

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