Monday, September 14, 2009

Latona Still Opens Her Eyes

Tired.
To wait someone to who doesnt love you.
To love someone who doesnt care about you.
And where is he now?
Is he sitting near the lake?
Is he fishing in Antartica?
Is he making a sand castle in Hawaii?
Did he remember you?
Did he call you or text you like he used to be?
Did he see you with smile?
He always did what he wanted to do.
Did he think about me?
I think not. That's my answer.
Tell me if you need your own world.
You can have it.
I'm tired of waiting.
Dont waste your time with me.
Waste it with your job.
I'll be singing and moving on.

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