This goes out to everyone who hears their inner voice…and is fearless enough to listen to it. One love, T
Did I hurt you so much that you’ll never come back?
Or did you not hurt me enough because I still believe that there will be an US?
Doesn’t that sound f**ked up?!
It’s like two people on a different type of crack,
Neither of them sure how to react,
To each other’s or their own feelings that weigh down their bags,
Making it harder to travel or find the right size carriage to throw them in together,
As if it becomes easier to carry both of our baggage together….
But the thing that breaks the wheels is the fact that too much garbage has accumulated over the years –
You can’t throw out mine and I sure as hell can’t throw out yours,
So here we are taking a time out,
Sorting through years of life which is holding us back from being able to travel together.
Now that it has become a choice – do we stop to take this time-out,
And deal with our own burden of stuff?
Fix the wheels and keep going until we get a better carriage for our baggage? –
You know the shiny one that looks pretty and makes everyone point and go:
“There goes Mr. and Mrs. So-And-So, the best couple I know!”
Is that the path you choose to follow?
I’ll be honest; I’d rather take my bags out and unload them when no one else is watching
So that at least when we stand together again,
Instead of being in a big shiny van,
We’ll be in a reliable mini car of some sort
And I can’t tell which one cuz
All I know right now is that my bags are too heavy, to add to someone else’s baggage
and travel with them in that carriage.
It’s kind of like walking into a mine field and being unsure of the safest step to take next –
It’s just way too much stress.
So I gotta put my deuces up –
Yea, I guess I’m signing out…for RIGHT NOW.
But please remember – I still believe in US.