What you think would happen?
Rise up from somethin'? Make a name.
I'm sorry your expectations make you a fool.
Write a haiku that gets you nowhere.
Dare to be? Open your eyes.
Now you see.
Rhyme game comes to an end.
The grey gets dingy and the breathing becomes short.
Still expecting but not so much.
Clinging only makes you seem that much less.
Oh well. Its only life.
I only wish time was on my side.
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
What you think would happen?
Rise up from somethin'? Make a name.
I'm sorry your expectations make you a fool.
Write a haiku that gets you nowhere.
Dare to be? Open your eyes.
Now you see.
Rhyme game comes to an end.
The grey gets dingy and the breathing becomes short.
Still expecting but not so much.
Clinging only makes you seem that much less.
Oh well. Its only life.
I only wish time was on my side.
