i don't ask for much, by voxbox vacancy Subscribe to rss feed for voxbox vacancy

in the haze
something moves like a shadow
and i'm wondering how i got here
and what it took to get me here
and i worry as to why i am alone
but nothing seems to matter much
darkness is swelling
voices are fading
and i am feeling a bit over-powered
worn and weathered
lied to, used, forgotten
i'm too confused to bother being angry
they aren't worth the few emotions i have
but it seems like emotions are
a dime a dozen these days
reusable,  disposable
but never quite reparable
tossed around and scattered
i'm not wasting any more of mine
or any more of my time
i feel
i breathe
i cry
i smile
i hear
i speak
i hurt
i bleed
i love
i try
i fail 
i hope
i dream
i die
i live
this life is mine
you have your own
take over someone else's
Posted: 2006-02-20 04:14:56 UTC

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