Friday, April 1, 2011

The Heart Brings You Back

Time, Time
Got to go
Go away
Not enough time

Leave, leave
Try so hard
Hard to stay
People always leave

How do I get back,
back to a place
where I'm okay
with everything I am?

When did I lose myself?
Where did I go?
Questions, questions,
All I have are questions.

The answers are there,
I just can't see.
Logic isn't fitting,
only fleeting me.

Time, time.
Plenty of it,
always there.
Not enough time.

Leave, leave.
Don't want to do it.
Never want
to leave.

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