Shuddr2Think
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 24, 2000
- Messages
- 1,049
im sitting alone again
thoughts forever consuming
silence is golden for most
but its becoming a chore to me
i want to be a beauty queen for a week
and decide which is more troubling...
to be plain...
or
unavoidable.
i want someone
to write songs about me
and describe me
with the excitement i use
to describe you.
i want you...
to look at me...
the way i look at you
when you don't notice...
when the rain is falling, and we're silent.
consumed in our own
thoughts.
you are like....
a madness which is unnoticed by most
a happiness
a quiet sound..
a bright day.
leaving me
wanting to be..
anything.
something.
for someone.
for you.
thoughts forever consuming
silence is golden for most
but its becoming a chore to me
i want to be a beauty queen for a week
and decide which is more troubling...
to be plain...
or
unavoidable.
i want someone
to write songs about me
and describe me
with the excitement i use
to describe you.
i want you...
to look at me...
the way i look at you
when you don't notice...
when the rain is falling, and we're silent.
consumed in our own
thoughts.
you are like....
a madness which is unnoticed by most
a happiness
a quiet sound..
a bright day.
leaving me
wanting to be..
anything.
something.
for someone.
for you.
