inspirationsDecember 8, 2007 12:59 am
When the one thing I’m thinking
Is the one thing I want to forget
…
Time waits for no one
It marches on
Regardless of what
It’s marching towards
Sleep is a false escape
Nowhere can I run
One day it will come for me
Here’s hoping
That I’ll stand strong
And not shatter
Under pressure
I’m not a pansy
After all
You are definitely not a pansy.
Comment by Steph — December 8, 2007 @ 9:53 am