Sunday, 19 August 2012

Losing Sight of Myself

Well oh well oh well oh well
things have changed, can you not you tell?
The gaps have grown,
the lines have faded.
I'm still alone
and feeling jaded.
My youth has been spent
and I'm out of cash.
I fear where I went
became a car-crash.

Dear oh dear oh dear oh dear
I hope another change is near.
I'm tiring fast
and becoming slow
I can't outlast
those fears I don't know.
So I should delve deep
and understand me,
both those fears I keep
and the dreams I see.

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