Friday, October 27, 2006

hit the walls again.

wow.
the year's coming to an end.
how time can wear a person down.
questions yet to be answered.
doubts yet to be cleared.
right route yet to be found.

ain't the same ol' person;
going, "ohhh i think this time it's real! i believe!"
this crap is fiction; or rare.
maybe they are right - live for the moment.
think and overthink and the mind will be flooded with nonsense.
maybe experience taught me otherwise.

i don't seek an answer now.
however impatient i am,
the stormy clouds still gather and i can't see what's ahead.
perhaps it would be up to both
whether it's smooth sailing or a wreck.

still i scratch my head and blab utter nonsense they heard just so many times.
not down, but confused.

"It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel."