I am lost and so confusedWanting too much to be amusedStretched too thinThese thoughts beginAnd I am still runningStill runningIt's dark outside and I'm still awakeWanting never these decisions to makeBegging to be moreChanged at the coreI am still runningStill runningThe ocean crashes on my fateI'm so afraid I'm too lateTo ever becomeNot so numbI am still runningStill runningI am still runningRunning from who I wasI am still runningRunning in this lost directionI am still runningRunning to you, to you, to youBuild me a homeIn your armsThe only place I've ever knownFor I am still runningRunning to You.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep. -Frost
Monday, October 4, 2010
Still Running
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Your life. In summed up poetic form: Beautiful. :)
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