Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Something More

I don't know, man
Sometimes I forget
Forget that this world is more than me
That there's me and there's you and there's friends
That there's family
Cause I always think
Think that you, my friends, and my family
That you're not a part of me
It's so easy to lose it all
And when that happens, all that's left


All that's left..

All that's left...

...is Me.


So you see I get lost in Me.
My head gets ingested, grows infested
Grows grotesque
Grows bigger
But there's less, only more mess
No time for others, no time for love,
No time for me.

Now I know it's contradictory
When I say there's no time
Time for me.
Listen
I'm saying I'm not taking time
For me.
Time to see the good, accept the bad
To love me.

Cause when I do
I'll make the time for friends and family
For you.
When the confusion subsides and rides
Off towards the sunset
And this infestation manifests
Into...something more
Something more...like me.
Something less...like Me.

More like you
More like love

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