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Be What I Once Desired
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May 2010
I learned to never wish you had something,
because what you have now used to be what you desired,
I am getting warmer so I must be springing,
dream and ask why not, well why am I getting tired?
Lose sense of myself, lose my wheels and bearings,
rely more on dreams, depend on hugging the clouds,
why would I be sharing, why should you be caring,
lose me in the confusion of life and I will drift off into the crowds.
Every now and then I fall apart,
but you already know of that recurring theme,
I really need forever to finally start,
maybe I can be saved instead of dead as it seems.
Man I wish I could be a Matt,
I would stand a better chance of being somewhat happy,
it is more than attraction, that is a fact,
I manage to find you among all the rubble and debris.
