April 16, 2007 § Leave a comment

I’m standing so still, I forget to breathe sometimes. I’d like to think I move so quickly that I forget to ask where and why. But there’s just not enough to keep me occupied and just too much to fall for in this life. Oh, I can still find a song to hum…

There are so many contradictions
In all these messages we send
(We keep asking)
How do I get out of here
Where do I fit in?
Though the world is torn and shaken
Even if your heart is breakin’
It’s waiting for you to awaken
And someday you will-
Learn to be still


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