03 July 2011

Words Flow Out Like Holograms

my bones ache...
my toes freeze...
my smile is fixed...
& i am still a little happy
       
im a fat girl pretending thin...
but success is not for me to win...
as im just a cog in the machine...
just a cog in the machine
        
my heads a mess...
no longer a fuzz ball just too muddled for words...
                                                                       
its done. its over with. my goodbyes were said, my tears unshed.
                        
i laugh to keep the tears locked inside
i forget
i sing along til my voice is gone...
i believe in the power of song...
but most of all i believe in you
                 
my head is spinning...
my throat is tight...
my smile was fixed...
good night

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