'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Friday, July 8, 2011
stuck
trying to see past my nose
but I can't see past those
those who cover my eyes
trying to shelter me with lies
It's not right
that you don't want me to see the light
you say one thing to me
another to she
torn between decisions and reasons
but this isn't for seasons
only
it's not for when you get lonely
I'm stuck
stuck between decisions and reasons ... that's just my luck
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