Flesh and Bone
im poking the missing pieces
looking through cracks in the wall
watch myself from outerspace
same height from which I fall
i use my words to connect
the diss is a miss in terms of respect
I saw you were stressed
what I do next still a guess
i wondered and was interested
asking questions just isn't it
sitting in silence when visited
now I kinda feel like an idiot
i seek to find the truth
bias taints your outlook
met demands and gave attention
stole your heart you shout crook
doubts threaded through this web we both weave
now were headed, to which one of us will leave
is there really forest? im just rolling in the leaves
a resentment stopping us making love or sleep
the test of time grind stone
where water would want to make its home
tho gray and old, I still live sold its
better then feelings in my flesh and bone
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