are we ever
are we ever gonna learn to fly
the devils they burn inside of us
are we ever gonna come back down - come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us
So then sometimes I think that since I've written it out, talked about it,
that I'm okay. That I've got my thoughts sorted, that I can deal.
Except other times, I get caught off guard and then I look at some things and all I think is-
I can't do this.
I can't do this, not right now. Not like this. Not for this month and a half.
When I come back to town, I'd just be worn.
And then,
I'll leave again.
But, sometimes,
I think that since I've written it out, talked about it,
that I'm okay.
That I've got my thoughts sorted, that I can deal.
November 30th, 2010. Tuesday
9:45pm
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