"Still Frame"
Aug. 19th, 2001 04:02 am[i ran across this while looking through old notebooks (see what i was talking about the other day!) i wrote it over a year ago...maybe closer to two...not sure...i liked it, but then i grew unsure of it...thought it might've been too darch or something...but remembering about it, i do believe i want to use it...i took out one monosyllabic word to smoothen the line out, added the last half-line, and gave it a title...i might've intended to add more to it, but i'm not sure...that might've been all i had planned for it back then...but now i definately think it should be just that brief moment or whatever... (as a side note, i slept for 3 hrs then woke up...can't get back to sleep...it's been an hour and a half now...blah...)]
I can never tell how long I'm left here
wallowing in your dirt
Wishing only that I could tell you
how much you make me hurt
But I think you know the magnitude of the
effect you've had on me
'Cuz every action has an opposite action
that's equal in degree
But I'm alone in this word you've built
for me to see you through
But all I see are these dreams where I touch you
and don't know what to do
So now I don't know what to do
I can never tell how long I'm left here
wallowing in your dirt
Wishing only that I could tell you
how much you make me hurt
But I think you know the magnitude of the
effect you've had on me
'Cuz every action has an opposite action
that's equal in degree
But I'm alone in this word you've built
for me to see you through
But all I see are these dreams where I touch you
and don't know what to do
So now I don't know what to do