Now
It's complicated
how worthless are the things that make me feel so jaded
I'm getting frustrated
how fragile are the things that have the world distracted
I instigated
this killer playground, rife with joy that is so heavy-weighted
I created
But it doesn't matter, all that's left is falling down
It doesn't matter, all that's left is crashing down
Now
Copyright © Sam Waldron | Year Posted 2008
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