I'm falling asleep here in my bed.
I close
my eyes and just see red or is it green or is it
blue?
I don't know should I just 'fess
up
and try to block out the light that's
running through my head?
I'll be
drinking 'til it's dawn
and I'll be
thinking all night long
about the things I
should have said to myself
that warm summer
Tuesday morning.
There's still
indecision in my eyes.
Yes, even after over
one hundred tries I'm becoming too lethargic
just to wonder what I should be thinking
anymore.
I'll just pass out here on this
cold wooden floor.
Links
