Wednesday, March 1, 2017

The kettle -updated

Lost once again in my head
Pondering on what my solution would be
One I feel comfortable going about
Without that never dreading thought of you hating me

I'd stare deep into the depth of your eyes
Searching for somthing to show there
Truth? Deception? I see nothing
It's tormenting to be so confused

We feel the same
Know the truth
Can't deny
This is our youth

Trying to be patient, keep my mouth kind
So much stress going on in my head
Can't look in your eyes Without remembering what we've said
I'm over flooded with visions, body trembles with dread

There's no time to waist
Simply no time to settle
You have to man up
Or forever be a kettle


         SarenStar*



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