Thursday, March 5, 2015

Our Zones

This nonsense is tiring
You’re wasting your time, pretending
Are you really intrigued or are you shaming me
Just cause you can’t see what I see?

I’m too caught up fighting myself
Putting myself through my own little hell
The things you want are not my concern
Got my own bridges to burn

Don’t have the energy to make any sense
Always confused and always on the fence
Give me time to pull myself apart
And use the scraps to make art

Let’s just talk to each other
To stay awake past the darkest hour
No one ever really has to feel alone
We could make each other a home

But you’re too busy planning your fate
While I’m the kind who likes to sit and wait
Don’t wanna be the one to stop your flow
Nor should I be forced to go

I’ll walk until my bones turn to lead
And read your words ‘til my eyes turn red
As long as you will do the same
There will be no one to blame

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