quarta-feira, 14 de outubro de 2009

Run Run Run

I was walking my spare time away
just apreciating the view and the sun
I reached for a square, so I could contemplate things
But the bums took the seats,
couldn't find empathy, wanted to run

The flee wasn't from fear
nothing threatened me,
I just want to get far off
Of the desilusions,the people
Specially from me.

Unlike a deathwish,I'm not depressed
I'm just a mess, splattered all over
wish that someone will pick me
or at least detour, instead of dancing over.

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