Thursday, August 28, 2008

White Rooms

I am wrong
About all that happened
I am wrong
About my life
I am small
I can't help it
I am small
Help me please
I can't breath
My world is turning
So is yours
But I can feel mine
It is spinning
Making me dizzy
Making me dizzy
Making me fall
Can you run
Run to catch me
Before I land
Face down
Its okay
If you drop me
I can't feel
It wont matter
In a while
It wont matter
When the wounds heal
When we remove
All the safety bandages
And I show you
All my scars
It will be okay
I can forgive
I already have
Just don't leave me
They are all watching
From their white rooms
Watching us act
Act as fools
When we die
And we stop acting
They will watch
What remains of us
When we return
To stardust
And that is all
We are the same
What is the difference
Of my skin and your skin
There is nothing
We are the same

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