May 2019
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I just wanted silence.
Is that so hard to hear?
They misunderstood.
I didn't want them to disappear.
Are you so lost,
In your decadent flowers,
That you can't see a thing
Going on around us?
I can't fix things.
Things that aren't broken.
I wish I was drunk on rain,
I like it better than oxygen.
Are your roots so small,
That you can't even gather,
What little that's left
Of all of the water?
A drunk man's words
Are sober thoughts.
But a drunk tree's words
Say more than a lot.
You hide behind your leaves,
And those twisted vines.
Trying to look pretty.
Yelling that you're fine.
I've got terms and conditions.
Ones not so hard to follow.
Just be a lot quieter,
In your misery, you shall wallow.
But you need water.
You need care.
Otherwise, you won't grow
And you'll die right there.
You can share my apples,
But know this,
I may grow apples,
But I like oranges.
~
I just wanted silence.
Is that so hard to hear?
They misunderstood.
I didn't want them to disappear.
Are you so lost,
In your decadent flowers,
That you can't see a thing
Going on around us?
I can't fix things.
Things that aren't broken.
I wish I was drunk on rain,
I like it better than oxygen.
Are your roots so small,
That you can't even gather,
What little that's left
Of all of the water?
A drunk man's words
Are sober thoughts.
But a drunk tree's words
Say more than a lot.
You hide behind your leaves,
And those twisted vines.
Trying to look pretty.
Yelling that you're fine.
I've got terms and conditions.
Ones not so hard to follow.
Just be a lot quieter,
In your misery, you shall wallow.
But you need water.
You need care.
Otherwise, you won't grow
And you'll die right there.
You can share my apples,
But know this,
I may grow apples,
But I like oranges.
~
Two sides. One story.
Two thoughts. One head.
Two thoughts. One head.
