Wednesday, March 28, 2007

my mind , the traitor

decadent dreams and emotionless words
well practiced eye seeking a non-existent object,
an illusion of carefree ways .
wading through tides of resistance,an awful realization!
broken hopes singing stupid songs.
what a pity! Age changes few things.
results of an idle mind ruminating on worthless issues.
Shame! so much to change, so much to grow.

1 comment:

clicher said...

won't everyone LOVE not to grow up....