Tuesday, January 19, 2010

January 19/10 - 10:07 p.m.

Oh, But You'd Never Guess
by lauren white

Could never touch the star light, can't even brush the street light.
I could never catch a thing, not a drift.
Coordination I'll always lack.

Look upwards; velvet sky, shifts in time.
I've always been small.
I'm childish, I'm weak.

Fall to my knee's, break down.
The ground angered, earthquake.
Rest in peace mother nature.

Spinning silhouettes, long live the sunset.
Never do I want it to rise again.
It's just to bright, you're much to harsh.

I've accepted my handicap, arms to short. I'm to hopeless.
Sanity not a choice, but a luxury.
I can't afford it. I'm poor, dirt poor.

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