Thursday, June 30, 2011

wishing well

I know it's true, I know it's true
all those nasty things they say about you
I know I love you
I know I know that this passion is so not cool
I'm young you see, bewildered and shaken by empty people
who I work for
broke the stone for
I work far harder then they can imagine further then they can ignore
destroyed in a world that I built and hold
I know that this squandered heart is redemption for what has been
and is coming once more
change is no different then that nasty cork
it holds itself over until
it's pulled out.


Anonymous said...

this is good. really good. =)

cheers, abuk ;)

Anonymous said...

fuck! did you get the stone reference?
trust me, i'm in some serious cross fire, it reminds me of about this time last year... must be me.
yeah right!