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There isn't more (Inspired by nightlight1220)
Creeping through injustices commited from day to night
I sit and wait for mercy to serve and present me with it's high
It doesn't come and I sit in sorrow
My body aches and mind hopeful for tomorrow
I'm borrowing time, and it's dishing me fries
The main course is the reason I am here alright?
Tips of grass bend beneath of my shoes, but I'm focusing on the contents of my preconceived truth
It's the middle of the day and I've missed it all
Cuz my life is deriving from waiting
Waiting for what exactly I do not know
if you ask me you'll probably get an irritated scold
For when you ask me my heart turns cold
Maybe there isn't more.....
That would explain this lack of love I feel
As I wait for.
...sometimes 'less' IS 'more'
...sometimes 'less' IS 'more' if we look at it right? :-) Life is 99.9% of the time about perspective. Peace.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Hmm, I guess that's true,
Hmm, I guess that's true, hell I sppose it's a 100% haha, there's really no escaping a perspective...except when ones enlightened, I'm assuming that's the .1 percent?
They question the whole self, and that perspective just is, there's isnt one WITH perspective. Perspective is playing them....leaving nothing..and perspective...
TOT...no...the other .01 is
TOT...no...the other .01 is how each individual perceives you..that's what I mean. I don't necessarily agree that we see things as we are "made" to all the time...because of choice. Choice allows us to open our awareness to other perspectives...or not.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "