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Hum-monica In My Mind
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May 2010
Do not wake me, I am deep sleeping,
I know there is a better way, I am keen to it,
something always must go wrong, just when I am feeling so damn good,
I wish something would be done, could've, would've, it should.
Every time you are being talked about, I get a poke,
love is just a disease for common folk, for me it is nothing more or less than a joke,
all the heavens yell, for me they whisper, who hears them rejoice?
you would not have to be alone, if it were ever my choice.
Feelings are mind wrecking, never been easy to say,
it is hard to lie to you, but you are someone worth the wait,
there must be a speck of brightness, in the shadow of gray,
isn't it great, hate can relate, date at eight, fate does abate.
Nothing can be done, everything is set in stone,
must go on, be happy with who I choose to be,
even if the lonely stoner, decides to be the flown,
even if it is away from my biggest thought, hint is street two three.
