Thursday, January 15, 2009

Carindale driving

Visions of you still
Pass my mind like the wellington changing winds
Sight a valley and do a removal of all the
Danger like on the underbelly
Sick of feeling what I can’t simply express

Tried of writing something so odd
Why can’t we all travel the opposite way?
So ill never have to make eye contact

Silver firms the motion of fear in your eyes
Hearing words in my head that I wish were dead

Tried everything known to man to clear the unwanted
Movement on this land

Kiss my faith until order is made
I’m hoping there is a huge delay
Cradle the peace all arms wrapped wide
Forget all the troubles that made us over lap

Slamming the door which I thought never had been open
The thunder outside is beaming up the lightning

Scared to the soul of losing control
Stand aside ill let you lead as for I no longer feel the need

Back seat driver has no patients
For I’m over hearing all his complications

Call me someone who cares yet
I’m traditional and like
The old plain piece of paper
Labelled with everything which I care about
Hopefully enough to even know you
Agree for I am
The one standing here wishing you were me

Will i ever live up to your expectations? Of ever being free
Black barrows heat up in the January
Hot summer sun for we are just passengers on the run
Show offs every where drive around like they have no care

Who will be holding there hand when the day has come to a stand still end
The lights are annoying
Makes you feel like running towards the sky

Lonely tears wait by a unshielded stop
No smoke in sight yet he is in a danger zone for
Unsolved cures

Traffic lady isn’t happy
Why could she even think of being sad?
Wave a wand and make her feel proud


By Chloe Rae

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