time is moving
and still im waiting
i cant see past this obstacle: the present
its like im speeding down the highway with no wipers
rains pouring
im just waiting and hoping and praying
that someone will see me will save me will take me
away from this madness and sadness this hypocrisy
will not work with me
were so ******* afraid of mirrors these days
dont we remember that thats how we could see?
see those blemishes and bumps and ugly little imperfections on the face
of our souls?
if we dont have some system of checks
we will implode
Stop!
denying abusing refusing to listen to Truth!
reflections lie? no not more then you
what lies more?
a reflection?
or a blurry memory of the last shiny new car you walked too close to?
grow up
then maybe we can all start living
Mar 15, 2012
Mar 15, 2012 at 6:31 PM UTC
time is moving
and still im waiting
i cant see past this obstacle: the present
its like im speeding down the highway with no wipers
rains pouring
im just waiting and hoping and praying
that someone will see me will save me will take me
away from this madness and sadness this hypocrisy
will not work with me
were so ******* afraid of mirrors these days
dont we remember that thats how we could see?
see those blemishes and bumps and ugly little imperfections on the face
of our souls?
if we dont have some system of checks
we will implode
Stop!
denying abusing refusing to listen to Truth!
reflections lie? no not more then you
what lies more?
a reflection?
or a blurry memory of the last shiny new car you walked too close to?
grow up
then maybe we can all start living
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