The city is dark and I wonder alone
I hear my thoughts like a song in monotone

An unnerving silence as I drag along

It’s a song, it’s a song, It’s song.

Left to my own devices
I now find myself indecisive

The lines stretch on forever

Am I a victim of a trailing endeavor

Will this singing be a song I reminisce

Will what I have ever be missed

I am not the judge of my own fate

I now only have an unnerving reason to escape



Because it is a song and it stretches on forever
I am no theif, I am no begger, I just trail along thinking

Forever forever forever

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tallsquirrelgirl's picture

Really like this!

it gives the right feeling of thinking...great write!

*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james

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Thank you! Yeah I just wrote it when I got to thinking... (Really -_-) lol I was thinking about how some of the people who I see hitchiking, is much like how my thoughts work when I am Contemplating :P Haha but one other thing... I LOVE YOU'RE QUOTE!!! A human life is a beautiful mess! it really is... :) Life is perfect in its imperfections. Nice talking with you thank you for quoting again because it makes me feel warm inside every time I come on this site and see a comment so thanks :) Later

"Sometimes I wish Upon a Star with the clouds Far behind..." - Isreal K 'Somewhere over The Rainbow'