17 December 2009

who am i

I take the essence of what it takes to be …
A man, your man …

Into my mind …

To be there for you …

And I don’t comprehend the feeling …

The feeling of honesty …

In your presence …

Alone …

Bring me your fears …

Count up your tears …

I’m stuck in mediocrity …

For everyone to see …

I’ve breathed my last sound …

There’s nothing left, but presence …

what does it mean to live
to breathe, to see

pack my things, I’ll say goodbye to all my friends
not to leave, but to begin

the sun sets, I’ll just lie awake
the sun rises, I’ll just hesitate

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