well i like poetry, so i like lyrics a lot of songs....
"But through all the days and sleepness nights
we have never been satisfied
Tumble like the leaves
Yeah, we must fly on the autumn breeze"
I know the feeling of never being satisfied
well here is a poem i wrote....
"walk around and what is ever found
my words are deaf and my voice wasn't found
no one needs to know, i need to know
anyone would and you should, know
broken apart we should have a new start
i can't put it in words that's why
breaking against my inner wall...
torn asunder ripped from under
flipped around melted down into the ground
wrote a poem to somehow condone my broken home..
left alone
thanks for being there....where am I?
some tough times is all
went out to the concert
disregard
i once wrote a poem about love...
then i realized my folly
i think way to much but that happens when everything is left to imagination
just called in and now i go
waited in the line
after all everything matters when it is all important"
well i like poetry, so i like lyrics a lot of songs....
"But through all the days and sleepness nights we have never been satisfied Tumble like the leaves Yeah, we must fly on the autumn breeze"
I know the feeling of never being satisfied
well here is a poem i wrote....
"walk around and what is ever found my words are deaf and my voice wasn't found no one needs to know, i need to know anyone would and you should, know
broken apart we should have a new start i can't put it in words that's why breaking against my inner wall... torn asunder ripped from under flipped around melted down into the ground
wrote a poem to somehow condone my broken home.. left alone thanks for being there....where am I? some tough times is all went out to the concert
disregard
i once wrote a poem about love... then i realized my folly
i think way to much but that happens when everything is left to imagination just called in and now i go waited in the line
after all everything matters when it is all important"