• the_words_of_a_wanderer 50w

    Late Rambling

    I have been ignoring you
    The gut feeling inside
    It is not because I don't trust you
    It is because I am molded everyday
    Into a statue of their description
    Which change every now and then
    That I forget I also have feelings
    Inside of me which tell me
    Shape me, make me, shake me
    I am sorry and I will try to make amends
    I will listen to you when I am stuck
    Instead of pretending to be wasted away
    By the carvings of my molded structure