My Life Might Get a Little Shorter
By isa
When the sky turns to gray, when all the flowers go away, My life gets a little more sad, And my mind goes a little more mad. When the clouds start to rumble And the wind begins to tumble, My heart no longer sings in joy, Because people can play with it like a toy. When the whole world is blind, When i just don't seem to mind, My life starts to spin in a whirl and it seems that I don't live in the smae world. When it is colder than it looks outside, When the only lights come from inside, My judgement becomes a little more blurry and I begin to seriously worry. When the moon doesn't come out at night. When the sun does not produce lighe, My situation becomes a little more confused, an my life seems to be used. When my life jut doesn't seem clear, When my future is not so near. My life might get a little shorter So my future does not have to be in any particular order. Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 17 2001 09:26 AM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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