Today I just wanna sleep the whole day through,
To not have to deal with myself.
To fiddle through books that teach me
To not have to not deal with myself.
To sip coffee in my room allowing my mind to roam
To an open green where the sky up is white;
To walk with myself, feeling the cool breeze
Brush against my face, not dealing with anything.
To sit on a sturdy rock on the banks of a silent stream,
The gentle flow kissed by soft white butterflies;
Maybe let a few tears shed while I reminisce
On songs that wrapped me like a warm hand.
Sleep, books, coffee, and good music...
Then I don't have to deal with myself.
Friday, April 11, 2008
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