I am falling
No
I am about to fall
There are instructions in my hand
something about landing safely
Something about floating
Not flying
I do not know who has decided this for me
There are tools in my hands
I am expected to build a kite in the freefall I think
Somone pushes me
If I land safely then she will love me
this is dream truth
I am a kite now
I let my string drag along the surface of the earth
Reel me in as I pass by
Or don't
I don't care
I can't fly
But I can't fall anymore either
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 2:06 PM UTC
I am falling
No
I am about to fall
There are instructions in my hand
something about landing safely
Something about floating
Not flying
I do not know who has decided this for me
There are tools in my hands
I am expected to build a kite in the freefall I think
Somone pushes me
If I land safely then she will love me
this is dream truth
I am a kite now
I let my string drag along the surface of the earth
Reel me in as I pass by
Or don't
I don't care
I can't fly
But I can't fall anymore either
It is 11 am. I am still drunk. This is a dream I had. I feel lost today.
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