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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Est-ce que tu parles maintenant?

It's strange how now, all of a sudden, I feel this sense of hostility and agitation towards me and I don't know why. I hope I am over-thinking but perhaps, since I've taken the greatest and biggest step - nothing is too big or embarrassing. Perhaps I should just open my mouth and ask. Afterall, the ability for me to articulate what's on my mind is and will be, one of my biggest assets.

Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
And there are times
I lose my worried mind

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you

Suppose I said
You're my saving grace?

- Not myself, John Mayer

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