I don’t know why.
butI am getting by
Just happy to have a
Smoke
A full belly
Is no joke
I want to be inspired
Travel the world
And wander.....
Yeah your lost
not fitting into
Capitalism of course
The music rocks you
The wind
Calls you
I ask the sky
If it will always be my friend
The sun said
I will love you and will bring
You warmth
Be your guide
When your
Lost
Bring you back to your childhood
With races to the pool
Sucking pop sickles was
Cool
I take a breathe in your
Grace
To be as big as you
Would only create
A mess
An explosion of energy
So I will just worship you instead
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5 comments:
Calls you
I ask the sky"
couldn't have said it better myself...i think most of us understand more than u know
but i like popsicles and races to the pool.