Saturday, June 7, 2014

A ballad a day for June 2014 - day 7 - On

I do well enough pointing out my own flaws
I don't need your help with this
I do well enough not returning calls
I don't need your help to sit

On my sofa alone, wondering how it got this far
Under the moonlight alone wanting to drive away in my car
I don't miss you at all, that's not what this is
Remembering can be painful, that's just how it is

The guitar and drum, poetry and art
My blood and my veins, my limbs and my heart
This is what I have, these pieces to move on
This is what I have, this life to carry on

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