Mar 2015
The wall isn't white in the evening light
Has an old pair of shoes
that carries it down
Has a plethora of posters
to mask its frown
And it reflects the day's work as it shines**
Dull as it goes into the night
the wall becomes white again
wears away my fright, I win
Has an old pair of shoes
that carries it down
Has a plethora of posters
to mask its frown
And it reflects the day's work as it shines**
Dull as it goes into the night
the wall becomes white again
wears away my fright, I win
I get a stress-ache everyday 1-5 pm. It makes me hate sunsets.
