see me, you dont, watch your tv, play your video games for they are far more interesting than i could ever be, so is everyone else. youd think ive never changed.
(hmm for some reason your last 2 entries influenced the following 5:00 AM art) "he-she" embraces Every thing else in the room Like it's me Like it's me I stand back reserved in the corner and Take my reward of observation Like this is a study Like every thing else makes you More happy I run to the bathroom to contemplate I come out saying It isn't much but it's all I've got But when is it going to stop
I can sense something is different "He she" has a different face on than when We met I move very close to wait “his-hers" boat to dock "He-she" is aware of my silhouette as I wait for "him-her" On the beach The boat spins in circles to the middle of my lake When I'm with in reach I move ashore staying away from the sea "he-she" returns and comes searching for me When I make war
Love is a precious word for a random act Good bye is a gracious word for a series of attacks
I've been spun like a merry-go-round I'm just starting to not feel dizzy And you have the wondrous nerve to spin me around Because you think I'm easy; you think you've got me I'm walking out that door and I won't come again Until the next time I walk into the room and I'm the only event again And you're willing to accept Something real Something right Something as good as Me, myself, and I
July 18 2005, 10:18:42 UTC 6 years ago
Me, Myself, and I
(hmm for some reason your last 2 entries influenced the following 5:00 AM art)"he-she" embraces
Every thing else in the room
Like it's me
Like it's me
I stand back reserved in the corner and
Take my reward of observation
Like this is a study
Like every thing else makes you
More happy
I run to the bathroom to contemplate
I come out saying
It isn't much but it's all I've got
But when is it going to stop
I can sense something is different
"He she" has a different face on than when
We met
I move very close to wait “his-hers" boat to dock
"He-she" is aware of my silhouette as I wait for "him-her"
On the beach
The boat spins in circles to the middle of my lake
When I'm with in reach
I move ashore staying away from the sea
"he-she" returns and comes searching for me
When I make war
Love is a precious word for a random act
Good bye is a gracious word for a series of attacks
I've been spun like a merry-go-round
I'm just starting to not feel dizzy
And you have the wondrous nerve to spin me around
Because you think I'm easy; you think you've got me
I'm walking out that door and I won't come again
Until the next time I walk into the room and
I'm the only event again
And you're willing to accept
Something real
Something right
Something as good as
Me, myself, and I
Anonymous
July 21 2005, 07:43:14 UTC 6 years ago
Re: Me, Myself, and I
dood, i like that its right on.July 18 2005, 12:58:43 UTC 6 years ago
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