Boy

Boy

A Poem by Benjamin Seymour

So now's about time
For you to lose your mind
And forget all the troubles
You never wanted to find

You're holding your tongue
As you're not really sure
If you're speakling too much
You try to belong
But you're singing along to a song that goes
A little like this and that
Your head's in the clouds

You're standing in line
Just wasting your time
Waiting to find out
Why you're standing in line
And your head's in the clouds

Dreaming of waking up
Amongst the stars
You know where you want to be
High above the clouds
Just looking down over everything you can see

Your head's in the clouds

© 2008 Benjamin Seymour


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i like this lots
esp: Dreaming of waking up
Amongst the stars


*thumbs up*

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Benjamin Seymour
Benjamin Seymour

Barcelona, Spain, Spain



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