About to fight the system that leads to my defeat
wish me luck
hope I don't lose miserably
I didn't know I was afraid of thunder storms
it's the sound that come after the strike that scares me
she's raising nostrils and bending bottle caps with her teeth
hope I don't lose miserably
she's mad
when my options are blue and yellow I will surely pick red
I really like blue sometimes
I know I'm in trouble when she raises one eyebrow
I'm gonna get slapped again
thats how I know she loves me
3 minutes past and she still can't sleep,
restless
updating memories caught in the seemingly wild nots of her consciousness
who is she to put her self out of her misery
is it impossible to be in control
and to think one has too much
we are nobodies who build bridges, cars, and sky scrappers
but something so simple as sleep is hard to grasp.
is tangibility what makes one successful?
to touch the tools that build?
to touch the mind and make it stop for 6 or 7
because when you body gives your mind still wants to build
you look sleepy
what form will you take next?
will in end in "y" and sound like "e"
thats funny
yet you don't smile
so I can assume that my efforts of changing your mood are lacking
thats unfortunate
to be soo stuck that it takes three
we all know that two is the magic number
so smile before this gets weird
what is beauty if it can't be obtained
a flower so sweet but to far to smell
like a girl with out interest,
who am I to her
she lives in my mind, not trapped
free to leave when she wants
me, hoping she stays
so I don't forget
so I close my eyes so I can see her
I close my eyes so I can think
thoughts of her are effortless
things that are day to day seem jumbled
my eyes adjust, and my throat is dry
both parched,
transitioning from Oases to reality, I awake to this desert
a home without happiness,
and a job thats out to kill,
yet I work at both
to be here, in this room I cough
I cough so that I may breathe
the trade is not fair
to go from shapeless water to cup full of sand
to be here, so far from my dreams
life goes round circle
I will dream again these happy thoughts
but until then I will drink this water
Oases make trade possible
