Monday, August 15, 2005
You're graceful
your grace falls
down around me in my eyes.
You're lovely
your love leaves
So easily in my eyes.
it was a good rough draft.
i packed my room and cleared out my wardrobe yesterday
it wasnt the usual chucking of unneeded stuff from one drawer to another
because i always do that, refusing to give away things that i thought were mine
not realising how another person would have valued its worth better than i did.
and so i gave them all away,
even the fuzzy bear tote that i had since primary one,
delivered them all to the salvation army,
and a little girl would cherish the tote far more than i did, for all its worth.
my room still looks the same, it hasnt changed
its just a little emptier thats all.
emptier.
it make take some time patch me up inside
but i cant take it so i runaway and hide
and i may find in time that you were always right
you're always right.
illusion-
