somebody has their hand on the faucet today.....
The windows in my mind
Open and close
Letting out the old
Letting in the new
Or is it the other way around
I can’t keep track any more
I have lost myself somewhere
And though I retrace my steps
Again and again
I am nowhere to be found
Or was I ever there to begin with
Words have no meaning
Falling on
ears of stone
And rusted iron
Starting over
Ending
Each seems the same
Close the door
Open the door
It’s all up to you
I got tired of begging
So I learned a new trick
I rolled over and played dead
Just like everyone wanted……..
ok so i'm nuts nothing new.....lol
Later...
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