Thoughts Thoughts are populating In my mind deep inside I keep on running at my pace But I’m running out of time All these things I have to do
By Caelen Trice2 years ago in Poets
I wrote her name upon the tree Sun low and setting I kept forgetting The world that went on without me The night was cool and songs were sung
When you look in the mirror What do you see? In this funhouse of contradiction What I see is me A man in all but image
Dark Days gone by A fever that won’t leave me I’m sitting here, and I won’t lie It’s plain to see I’m consumed Drowning in this fear I feel
Dream I never was a typical child My days filled with longing for blue skies Where I could see dragons and valiant knights
I can feel a storm rising In the back of my mind That voice is finally back Saying you're out of time "You got two degrees