I never say what I really mean.
First I'm fat, then I'm lean.
I like to talk at an ambiguous stranger
sometimes I can only boil with anger.
I get cut short in an argument
then I doubt the things I really meant.
Cruel people come across my path
but never directly release their wrath.
Sometimes I linger a little too long
on stuff when I get it all wrong.
But life's just too short to stay stuck in a rut
so sometimes I've got to let go and give in to my gut.
P.S. I have an after thought
I'd like to acknowledge that though I've sought
to abide by instinct instead of sorrow
it's really more of a dream for tomorrow.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 8:49 AM UTC
I never say what I really mean.
First I'm fat, then I'm lean.
I like to talk at an ambiguous stranger
sometimes I can only boil with anger.
I get cut short in an argument
then I doubt the things I really meant.
Cruel people come across my path
but never directly release their wrath.
Sometimes I linger a little too long
on stuff when I get it all wrong.
But life's just too short to stay stuck in a rut
so sometimes I've got to let go and give in to my gut.
P.S. I have an after thought
I'd like to acknowledge that though I've sought
to abide by instinct instead of sorrow
it's really more of a dream for tomorrow.