Saturday, September 1, 2012

The Burden



I have everything I need when it comes to everything I haven’t asked for
I’d ask for more but I know you would not believe me
You never believe me when I speak
In a whisper that you find peculiar
A peculiar part to the story I told you
Would I had the time to tell you the hard parts
The parts that make me sit in the dark for hours and hours
Tracing my hands just for the feeling

Oh it’s not much to tell
I can’t tell it all
It sounds like you need me
You need me to sit down
And recant my sighs
I’m sorry I feel it
I’m sorry you need it this way

Yesterday felt like today and today’s like it was last weekend

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