Friday, February 17, 2006

a bird named doubt

I know a bird named doubt
he can chirp and he can pout
he can mangle your thoughts
and produce nothing but naughts
at what age do you want out of his cage

you think he's the prettiest bird ever
that he makes you happy and that he is a treasure
but he always leads you away
from things that just may
make your life better not scarier just better

hes pulling back on your balls
between two bars and hes barricaded the walls
but i can clip his sad wings
and give him a swift fling
and climb mountains with no need for defenses

bank n gilmour
I never said i could write poetry, no noetry!!!! Blah!!!!! From my walk home last nite:

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