Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Working It Out

Sometimes, I smile when pissed.
I apologize if I act like this.
Its cuz we are all players on a stage.
Though I'm probably in the wrong age.

I'm a lover in an age of fighters.
I'm a fighter only with my lovers.
Because I'm wrong, right, wrong.
Because I try too damn hard.

It's as good as it gets.
When we pick up the bits.
Passing of bad weather.
And we're still together.
Gazing at bows after the rain.

Looking for answers in the sky.
Maybe nothing's there.
We don't really care.
You don't mind as long as I try.

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