Saturday, November 1, 2008

Little Somethings.

"If everything was everything but everything is overEverything could be everything if only we were olderGuess its just a silly song about youAnd how I lost youAnd your brown eyesIn ur brwn eyesI was feelin lowCause the brown eyesAnd you never knowGot some brown eyesBut a soft faceI knew that it was wrongSo baby..turn the record onPlay that song" Lady Gaga.


I'm left speechless and thoughtless,
Are you going to treat me like this,
I'm human and I felt the emptyness,
I'm not a mannequin not a tease,
Six a.m. the clock shows,
What are you doing,
Are you watching tv shows,
Or maybe sleeping peacefully snoring,
That's kinda cute,
But it's waste I can't see that,
I'm not really mute,
And I'm not all that,
I keep my feelings unsaid,
I keep them a secret,
The memories never did fade,
Though I lost the locket,
I stay awake thinking,
If you'd forgive what I did and not do,
But that's too much I have to say,
For I lost my rhyme in this.

a totally messed up writing.

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