why the hell the road begins and then ends i'm sorry for closing the door on my dreamsA Poem by Richardwith moments like these ones we won't be needing friends they'll add nothing we can't always behave we could be trying on the clothes trying out personalities you prefer me and I'll become you trying new positions at half the speed trying our best to not let the other people know we're not really at our best sometimes not at the store on the way to the park not on the date on the way to park half hour later we can never be late! faster than a shooting star we're gonna be more positive tomorrow right? like a voice or a shadow could answer it goes a long way to remember moments like these the bride in the dress shop changing her mind a crest of honor, boy, and don't you deserve it, or i'm not your father home away from home away from home the crawlspace all our space suddenly invaded by uninvited guilt the great street performer in his life stand still tunnel he was right i think so it won't be too easy so let's get naked right down to the truth and go back a few steps we can do it because you leave me choosing never leave "just like the turtles" © 2015 Richard |
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Added on November 12, 2015 Last Updated on November 12, 2015 |