Sitting Here, by Lindsay Subscribe to rss feed for Lindsay

Sitting here, Staring
as the world passes me by.
No being daring
not living the life High.

Thinking of things
that won't last long
like being a bird free with wings
and singing a joyful song.
Posted: 2007-02-10 03:09:05 UTC

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