Tinkling on the KeysA Poem by Angelheaded Hipster
One more for whatever, whenever...
Its been a long time
you and I
I havent sat down like this
and actually worked at trying
to convey the thoughts of
that jangle around in my head
Its been rough, its been bumpy,
but I know in time Ill get back
into my old skin, and not be
such a f*****g downer.
Not everything in my life
is depressing, my life
is not one long sad song waltz
Im just trying to figure it out again
Im trying to remember the times we had
My smart a*s humor bleeding through
as it cut and cut and cut
and stripped to the bare essentials
I tell myself this isnt who I really am
but I think Im growing up, and I dont think
I like where the road is going.
I miss my old me. I miss making myself
laugh, with whimsical make believe
patty cakes and humpty dumpties
where the hell did I go?
© 2010 Angelheaded Hipster
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Last Updated on December 15, 2010
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