Resting In False Environments
By Shane
Sometimes I feel I waste my time Just leaving my bed Voices around me confuse Except the ones in my head The world is my oyster It’s my choice sir tonight Wake up and it goes wrong Wake up and you’ll get denied Crumbling walls with my head say Desperate words are better said The writings on my walls unread In dreams I wish, I’ll wake up dead Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 04 2002 10:45 PM PST 10 • 0
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"Sometimes I feel I waste my time..."