• im bored... i wrote these

  The ground tells all 

  the branches spindle
  the branches spindle
  upwards they look pretty
  they look pretty with the sky
  and thats where i cry
  and thats where i cry
  and the birds sing
  the birds look like they dont know
  anything
  there so oblivious its pretty
  they can sing
  i am
  alone in this great hole
  alone with no soul
  and i
  am trying trying trying to shake
  to shake the feelings
  to shake it off
  i am trying so hard
  i am trying so hard
  i am trying but every last effort
  trows itself off the side of the railing
  and the ground tells all
  with ever splattered lie and sin
  but i wont let myself fall
  i wont let myself fall
  and i will pull myself
  back to reality
  back to where
  i am supposed to be
  i wont die
  i wont cry.
  i wont let myself fall
  and look pretty against the great sky
  i wont fall and for the last seconds
  look pretty against the sky
  and i wont fly like the brids
  for the last seconds
  no i wont i wont die
  i am fine

   four walls

  leave with or without me,
  cause i cant stand
  what i see now
  and its
  not you

  its just surronding ever corner, quickly sucking away
  the needed air, the air i have to breathe, i can taste and smell it
  its forming, irregulariy, sucking every last breathe and pulling the ground from under me, and these four walls are so simple but so complex
  because they stand and fall with every breath. and i cant see and i cant see and i cant see any more then what these four walls can show me and with nothing to see i am nothing to be, i am a matter of what other people give me i am
  what you want me to be
  i am you?
  i am me.

  and i cant see, i cant see, i cant see what i wanted to be, i cant see the person i wanted to achieve, i cant see me in the furture, i have absoultly no capacity, no destination, no anticipation, no desperation, i am so nothing i am so nothing.
   
  these-
  four walls
  four walls
  four walls

  they dont know me,
  they dont see me,
  but i can see,
  (they stand so sturdy-take me with you)
  how they are haunting me.

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