Some I see but nevermore can be seen if I think too hard I realise too much
Being forced
I am forced.
Letters too many
Eyes too many
Cells and jimmy
I have doubts about his neutron
I have hopes about
Ill have to get back to you on that
I know I had them
Remembering where I put them is difficult
Remembering the reason I put them away is difficult
Remembering where they came from or where I had them last
But Ill have to get back for now there are strings
They hang from her skin like smoke
Strings so tight they look carelessly loose
Hair so brushed you wonder why
But try not to wonder too much
You realise too much.
It seems to me that there is very little left to be
So much to look forward to
But I can work out if I am excited about the future
Or just afraid to look back
Fear of the past passing by again
And then I go thinking too much again
And realise fear has nothing to do with it
And I realise that I am not afraid
And I realise that I want to throw the spanner
I want to take the works
And remove the meaning of the word
Like the past that I fear
So I stop thinking again
Pick individual grains of salt out of my hair
Wondering how these tears got in my hair
I was only upside down for a moment
I just cant.
Im sorry
Being forced
I am forced.
Letters too many
Eyes too many
Cells and jimmy
I have doubts about his neutron
I have hopes about
Ill have to get back to you on that
I know I had them
Remembering where I put them is difficult
Remembering the reason I put them away is difficult
Remembering where they came from or where I had them last
But Ill have to get back for now there are strings
They hang from her skin like smoke
Strings so tight they look carelessly loose
Hair so brushed you wonder why
But try not to wonder too much
You realise too much.
It seems to me that there is very little left to be
So much to look forward to
But I can work out if I am excited about the future
Or just afraid to look back
Fear of the past passing by again
And then I go thinking too much again
And realise fear has nothing to do with it
And I realise that I am not afraid
And I realise that I want to throw the spanner
I want to take the works
And remove the meaning of the word
Like the past that I fear
So I stop thinking again
Pick individual grains of salt out of my hair
Wondering how these tears got in my hair
I was only upside down for a moment
I just cant.
Im sorry