MY OUTLOOK


MY OUTLOOK

MY OUTLOOK

I'm not concerned anymore
On finding friends
Along this road
Many binds and bends
The wrong one
Might not be the wrong one once
But it's the wrong one
After the wrong ones
That set you further back
In the long run

Myself
Is all I can be
I can't caiter
To what you believe as true
Ill be me
And I can't trust you
Reason for being
Along the line
Everyone's leaving
My heart or my mind
I'm not doing fine
Although I may say so
A must,
Before I can love
I need to trust

Procrastination
Is that my fascination?
Nothing gets done
No battle is won
More and more come
I know what I need to do
Yet never follow through
So stuck n the past
Steady sitting on my ass
Perhaps
That's why I failed that class
Or paid for that crash







Poetry by Bian Mrphy
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Written on 2006-05-23 at 16:33

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