Musings #3
Trying to write something a little more concrete
in the form of rhythm and beats
but nothing comes
sit starring at my feat
I’m left undone
I’ve used that one before
the understanding of something
I’ve never understood before
Makes me feel like I’m outside
just peaking through the door
Moonlit sonatas
And bottles of Wine
Beer and Frenzy
& a good old time
Summer is lonely
& school sucks
I just want to be pretentious
It’s all in my blood
Not that I’m better than anyone
I just understand things in my world
Of course I’ll let you in