Monday, April 27, 2009

Dealing with a mirror.

I can see outside that it's hotter out there than it is in here
Seems that like meant something at some point
Like a memory without the smells
If you only have the pictures and not the meaning
It's like watching a movie you've starred in
But don't recall filming

I feel this way everyday.

It's not that I wasn't there then
It's that I'm not there now
When I wake up in the middle of the night
Sometimes I think I'm there

But I never am.

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