there’s nothing in my head.
there’s nothing in my head.
why don’t i care about the right things,
and leave every word unsaid?
i wear rose tinted glasses,
carry petals in a basket.
looking to buy a tiny house,
but settling for a casket.
there’s nothing in my head.
there’s nothing in my head.
my eyes are opened
but my mind is dead.
I Care
It just doesn't get me anywhere
I want to go. The complexities
of outcomes leave me wondering
how are things done when there
is so much postering and contention
surrounding decisions. Where
are the people who calmly
deliberate and respect the group
while moving and shaking?
So, I care, but I can't find
the group that thinks it is better
to speak to each other
than present a position.
.
:D
Settling fo a casket
Can relate... Beautifully said.