'Imagination, go! and free me from your secrets,
Heavy and cold as stone,
Well does any one love me?
'Cause I asked the deep sea,
But it wouldn't speak to me,
My darling I'm sorry'
Blue Roses, Does Anyone Love Me Now
When silence is the only thing accompanying you,
Many a things come to visit your idle mind
Does that make sense?
My mind ponders on things I know I shouldn't
Things that are useless
Recent development with friends, or former friends
I don't know
Everything is losing its appeal to me
Everything just seems irrelevant
What I used to perceive as important
Is inconsequential as for now
And no, I am not depressed
Had fun?
Cause I didn't
I need to smoke
Salute
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