June 21, 2006

• a title. there.

  so what does “WTF” stand for anyways?

  I reached a moment

  When I feel real

  I don’t know how

  I got here

  But now that I’m here

  I want to stay

  I am alone

  Without pen and paper

  With my thoughts

  Taking me away

  Past the crowds

  That walk on by

  Pretending

  That they are not

  Running away

  Trying to be satisfied

  With new clothes and

  Money in their pocket

  Seeing how long

  They can forget

  That something is not right

  When all my layers

  Are stripped away

  I simply feel

  And breathe truth

  Under it all

  Can I reach past

  Myself

  Could it be true

  That I am not looking

  For you

  Is my true desire

  My burning passion

  Really to find

  The One behind your face

  My God

  I wait for the day

  They see

  When their mouths 

  Drop

  And they finally understand

  They have questions

  I cannot answer

  And I hurt

  That they cannot 

  Understand

  And that it makes you

  Look so bad

  I want to stand 

  For you

  But sometimes I

  Have questions

  Too

  Is it worth the wait

  The delay of desire

  For the hope of something

  That might never be

  Time passes 

  And my moment is over

  Perhaps it was only

  My lack of sleep

  I explain it all away

  And wake up to another day

  I push on

  I push through

  I put it on my shoulders

  And manage to get by

  Until the next moment

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