Sunday, August 27, 2006

damned-i-am...

I do not think I give a damn.
I do not think I like this, damned-I-am.
I do not want to dance all night.
I do not like to shout and fight.
I do not wish to sing the blues.
I do just wish they'd get a clue.
I want to sleep all through the day.
I want to sleep my life away.
I want to never make a sound.
I want to lay me in the ground.
I don't want to answer the stupid questions.
I don't want to give in to stupid passions.
I don't want it to ever rain.
I don't want to not feel pain.
I don't think I'm making sense.
Maybe I should think more in present tense.

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