today i am so happy to be doing what it is I need to
even though my days are long and I am tired right now
peanut butter snacks help me through the day
this lull
but tonight I hope to jam
even though
right now I cannot fathom
I often sit and wonder
As I reflect on lives of others
who work a 9 to 5
do they simply relax at night?
or are they in bands? or fighting some political war?
do they go support art? or are they just living being no purpose or meaning
social life and work in between.
I know this is not all there is for me and so I reflect on lives of others
but could it be they are simpler than me?
Then my mind travels to a memory of a girl a memory of pain and suffering at the hands of a dare I say lady who suggested I too simple.
Today I want to laugh. If only it were so easy. If only you fucking knew me. If only you could get near me. But back then it was me too, putting someone else before me. And the words you later said to me, it's not bad to live simply.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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