What Im Thinking Of
im thinking of the sun, im thinking of the sky, im thinking that ill live, im thinking i wanna die. im thinking of the birds, im thinking of the trees, im thinking of the man that can make me fall to my knees. im thinking of wonder, and being pulled down under, im thinking of my future, and the giant plunder. im thinking of casket, a giant metal basket, im thinking of death, and if i can task it. im thinking of heaven, im thinking of hell, im thinking its fine, and everything's swell. im thinking of ice, im thinking of spice, i want to give up, and just roll the dice. but i cant do that, i cant give up now, im thinking of who what where why when and how. im thinking of a dove, and wishing i had love, im thinking every time, i just give it a shove. im thinking there's no point, in trying the day, im thinking of the skies, and why they are grey. im thinking of the clouds, im thinking of bread, im wondering whats going on, inside my head. im thinking that its over, and everything is done, im thinking of my past, the devil might have won. im thinking of sights, and unnecessary fights, im thinking of the world, and every bodies rights. my body is tore, im thinking of a war, im thinking of leaving, and walking out the door. im thinking of the end, when my mind will bend, im thinking of love, and what it has to lend. im thinking that its over, and everything is done, im thinking of staying, when i really want to run.
Copyright © Maxwell Collier | Year Posted 2013
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