building a web.
I wonder if I can complete it.
I hear music in the air.
I see random images in my brain.
I want to draw like crazy.
I am building a web.
I pretend to be chilled like a stone out chick.
I feel too self - conscience to express myself freely.
I touch the pieces of the puzzle - I create.
I worry I won’t see my parents 5 years from now.
I cry because I didn’t try to make memories.
I am building a web.
I understand that I will change the shape of my glistening web.
I say God can save us from ourselves.
I dream a feeling of ecstasy after marriage.
I try to be a nice person but I kick in again.
I hope to live a long life.
I am building a web.
 ~jadesnow~ · Mon May 25, 2009 @ 11:18pm · 0 Comments |
