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January 02, 2008
Patching
Although the doubt comes and goes
It changes me every time
I'm always patching cracks
Stabilizing fears, covering up sadness
Afraid that my dreams might be
Interpreted as madness
I've pictured it a hundred times
Imagined how it should be
I know I'll be disappointed
If this ever comes to be
So, I'm happier now that I can see
The gulf is growing and that's how
it should be
There can't be a rewind
There's nothing that can change
The gap of time between us
And still sometimes I strain
To understand why I feel this way
When you are what I want.
jak
Posted by jaselin at January 2, 2008 12:32 PM