September 02, 2010

let the flowers die

Dear Unknown Source,
Stop pretending you know me. Stop spreading I'd take your life for mine. Because you know what, it's the exact opposite. I'd give my life for everyone's and anyone's. But I'd pray it would mean something to you. Stop staring me down. Stop laughing when I can't speak, you make me speechless.

Stop judging me.
Stop judging me.
Stop judging me.

If you look at me and figure you know what I like, what I think, what I know, you are wrong. Try to name something I hold close, I can say it's not what you care about.

While you worry about that, I'll worry about this.

What I have in my hands are closed shut. But I won't keep it from you.
But don't beg for the reasons why, don't ask for me to change.

I'll consider the sky,
I'll wait for that time.

Unknown Source. You know nothing, about me.

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