Flying away from your perch, It's not the wind that hurts. Letting go of all you've known, You can't survive on your own. Everyone else has flown south, Only you are filled with doubt. Your wings have never been used, Just look at the life you choose. Everyone's gone, you still stay, You're in denial they'd go away. They always do this in your view, Ever thought that maybe it's you? This is impossible for the feeble... Complicated things for simple people. |
Monday, September 21, 2009
Complicated Things For Simple People - 8/28/05
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