Thursday, March 05, 2009

Jumper

little things that
cause the pain
I stuff them down
and dodge the rain

I can be whatever
I can see it all through
I can be different from the rest
I can be the best

but on the in
where everything is new
it's raw and bleeds
from things you do

and nothing here can bring me down
at least not that you can see
I'm bendable, expendable
to a high degree

I look out with eyes that do not dim
and my patience never wearing thin

but sometimes i wonder if
it'll ever be enough
my endless decision to be tough

when all i want is a little rest
to lay in love
without a test

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