somebody, give me a roadmap
mine was scrunched up, lost
perhaps when i left (the place i don't remember its name now)
and then they're telling me
do this, go there
you start to wonder whose life it is.
everyone has their perfect little plans
you're their pawn, maybe Queen if lucky
and sometimes the castle crumbles down.
i say fly, fly and try again
even if the doors slam shut
or won't budge
and even if your face is smashed
and bleeding
because in the end
you're all you've got to give.
Posted in: Lit on Sunday, April 20, 2008 at
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