I don't stand idle very long.
If you disappear, you'll be gone.
Yet if I vanish, wait for me.
When I come back, you'll see,
It'll be like I never left at all.
I should practice what I preach.
It's different for me when I leave.
For you it is an ends to a mean.
Wired deep inside your physiology.
I go away to keep that sanity.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
I don't stand idle very long.
If you disappear, you'll be gone.
Yet if I vanish, wait for me.
When I come back, you'll see,
It'll be like I never left at all.
I should practice what I preach.
It's different for me when I leave.
For you it is an ends to a mean.
Wired deep inside your physiology.
I go away to keep that sanity.
Amara Pendergraft 2014
I don't know how relatable this is, but I also don't really care.
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