Confuzzled
Something is crumbling inside
its small
insignificant
but it is falling apart
band-aids only hold together so much
and soon the blood leaks through
mind turns
in fitful sleep
one moment glad
the next sad
flip-flop
all better now
not a care in the world
I think
I hope
by
zentouroposted on 02/25/2008
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Its okay,
i like the bandaid
part thats cute.