September 05, 2005

Sea sick

I’m just silly me feeling sorry for myself
ruts of self-pity lurk upon the ocean shelf
Trawlers even pass me by as I lie down at the bottom
Old flames don’t burn for me as I’m gone but not forgotten

To live and learn to love myself
As I love my friends and see their wealth
Don’t want them stuck upon the shelf
As I avoid dealing with my own health

Take my vitamins and iron each day
I love my sleep and cannot say
If dreams are best and life is not
Maybe dreams are all I’ve got

To have dreams and love to give
To love life and love to live
Is all and everything, everything I need
Everything ain’t here at the bottom of the sea

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