Backslash the the reality
I forgot you're simply minded salary
I forgot the goals you had that slip between your fingers like streams of sand
Sand gets in my eyes and in my Way
no new reason learned that today
if you ask why I emit this negativity its
is simply because time wasn't fair to me
we played a game of life but he moved the pieces
somewhere along this twisted board he cheated
I've lost my way
No goals No time
My future dreams striped bare
And hung out to dry
be a good civilian to my mind.
I can assure you is what I prayed
when she walked by.
But Time leads Love to anxiety
Wish you could see inside of me
But eventually Time takes even that from me.
YOU ARE READING
Paper Moon poetry
PoetryLet these words be my confession And you be my priest offer me forgiveness in the form of a read