Abiding in tidy quarters
In which space I will confine
But my life is full of hoarders,
Pack things rashly in my mind
Some more obvious, some more subtle
Seems likely I'll never
See through the rubble.
Rational thought can be transferred
Transplaced
Deterred
Through the nostalgia of a *** once stirred
Finding divets of respect
For those who expect me
To level at their self inflicted debt
Is beyond words that come to be
Break the dams down of succession
Find my daily dosed oppression
Is within the people I reside
I can't run, cause they know where I hide.
Move with me; I've moved with you
Contorted into mentalities by body couldn't do
Just to watch you stay untrue
I can't reflex anymore,
I'm deadened to your dramatic lores.
Done waiting for the progress
For reciprocation past due
Cause I'm waiting to wane this fever,
And the antidote's not you.
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
Abiding in tidy quarters
In which space I will confine
But my life is full of hoarders,
Pack things rashly in my mind
Some more obvious, some more subtle
Seems likely I'll never
See through the rubble.
Rational thought can be transferred
Transplaced
Deterred
Through the nostalgia of a *** once stirred
Finding divets of respect
For those who expect me
To level at their self inflicted debt
Is beyond words that come to be
Break the dams down of succession
Find my daily dosed oppression
Is within the people I reside
I can't run, cause they know where I hide.
Move with me; I've moved with you
Contorted into mentalities by body couldn't do
Just to watch you stay untrue
I can't reflex anymore,
I'm deadened to your dramatic lores.
Done waiting for the progress
For reciprocation past due
Cause I'm waiting to wane this fever,
And the antidote's not you.
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