As We Sat upon your bed,
You've said the things you've said
And I cannot believe that you seem so naive
We exchanged our poetry,
You seem to think a lot like me
I'll guess I'll just assume that we could talk about most anything
Then I ask have you ever felt abandoned?
Felt so lost that you were stranded,
Just like all the walls are closing in
And you were left inside
Have you ever felt like your days were numbered?
Stuck under a tree in thunder
Seems to be no way out!
But there is One when in doubt!
 PsykoMutt · Sun Feb 18, 2007 @ 05:15am · 3 Comments |
