Wednesday, February 28, 2007
This Ones For U
Theres so much that can be said for the beautiful beautiful skies outside.
They sit on my head and forbid me to caress.
They play on my senses and yet I can't touch.
They make me hurt but, it hurts so nice.
Theres so much that can be said for the swirling grey outside...
and none for the grey that lives inside of me
Theres so much that can be said ....and all, can, be said for you.