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riccidontcare
25 May 2008 @ 06:26 am





There's things creepin in through the windows from outside
Cracks around the corners, and black around the sides
Light castin shadows, mangled forms movin past
Creekin an a crawlin
cold drifts through broken glass

There's things you should know about this thing called life my dear
Things you should know, you don't wanna hear
See you're gonna be wrong all a the time
Just realize this, and you're gonna be fine
There's no reason to fight, when you'll never be right

Creepin around the corner, and peekin out to see
If what's outside is real, or just make believe
Steamin up the glass, fog from when i breath
I draw in it a heart, and think of you and me
I regret ever saying a damn word to you
About things i should forget
questions and answers i already knew

There's things you should know about this thing called life my dear
Things you should know, you don't wanna hear
See I'm gonna be right all a the time
Just you realize this, and you're gonna be fine
There's no reason to fight, when you'll never be right

You're wrong baby, wrong
What's outside is gone
It's all in your head
Now go back to bed

But there's something seepin in from the corners of the room you see
There's something creepin' up my sheets
just to lie in bed with me
An it whispers in my ear

There's things you should know about this thing called life me dear
Things that you know, you don't wanna hear
See you can't be wrong all a the time
When you realize this, you're gonna be fine
There's no reason to fight
When he'll always be right
There's no reason to fight
When you'll never be right














-2008
 
 
riccidontcare
25 May 2008 @ 06:20 am






Poetry spins through my head
My romantic imagination
Visions of a perfect world
My childlike fascination

It took two years to get to this
holding back the pain
Until we finally realized it
there's nothing left to gain
Hold me tight
I can't let go
It hurts too much
for you to know
How i wanted what was best
and how it ended up this mess
let go, let go, let go
I can't let you go
The world outside us is ugly and cold
There's no one left for me to hold
When the thoughts inside my head consume me
I'll wish you were the one running right back
to me










-2007

 

 
 
riccidontcare
24 May 2008 @ 01:32 am

This journal is all of my poetry that i feel is good enough for other people to put their attention to.

if you find it to your liking.

go ahead and add me.

don't expect too much blogging out of this journal.

this will be all poetry all the time.

and possibly some artwork.

;)