I’m a writer, a creator, a magician and a liar
I have the time to play but only half the desire
Lights whisper in the dark
My head explodes in a thousand colours
But in the end the page turns out blank
Forever doubtful
Overprotective
Moths in the dark
Over and out
My ideas are ideal for a deal with the truth
I have the time to play but only half the youth
Voices whisper in the dark
My hands tremble an explosion of rainbows
Giving life to a lie on an empty page
Forever youthful
Under protective
Mouths in the dark
Over and out
About the Creator
Morten Jensen
Lyricist, blogger, nutritionist, coach, gay, accountant, runner, lover of life, and so much more. Helping gay men get unstuck from stress and anxiety.
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