Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Heart word
One of the reason I don't
Is the fact collector in me
It memories to easy
Then I'm not sure the words are me
I started to erase to much
So I don't commit a crime
Of swiping someone else shit
And reeling off their rhythm
Some was touch
Because it felt to bad
It was such a draining energy
It left me very sad
But most is my own ability
To remember alot of what I see
Then it puts a doubt in me
That what I wrote was free
And not a copy of someone Else's see
I look but I don't touch
For a lightbulb light in me