To Greatness
hey greatness, here's the latest innateness
impatience is moving slow. everybody knows. answers become innevitable.
true answers were hesitant to show. no one wants you or me to know. so they
talk about the unborn words. ask you to repeat what you heard and always say
your wrong. it always takes too long. she doesn't want to be discovered. she wont
want her happiness recovered. she only wants to be. and the only one who
see's. but it's known. reliance has gone away. defiance is here today. and those
who want to be misunderstood will be. my eyelids are heavy, my pulse is
unsteady, i'm beginning to feel a bit tired. snoozy, i'm dizzying to the ground.
some type of comfort i found. i'm just lying beside my paper and pen. writing
about now and then. reviving myself again. oh and it's january 1st, 3:33 pm.
Copyright © Nicole Montoya | Year Posted 2007
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