Insecure am I
By Bigheadbob
Walking through the dark, With a broke ass light. Wishing that I had, Eyes to see the sight. Wondering if your there, Far away from me. Hoping that your not, I need a light to see. Imaginations create, Visions within our mind. Almost strong enough, To make us seem real blind. Doing things we wouldn't, Normally consider do. Knowing that we should't, Do the things we do. Slowly walking along, Contemplating the past. Wanting to know what's wrong, This breath could be your last. Shitty thing, This thing called life, Alway filled, With lots of strife. Wanting it, To end today. I'll go to bed, And I will pray. That my life, Will end tonight. That to me, Would be alright. Written February 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 12 2002 02:40 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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