Sunday, April 4, 2010

homecoming

i get tired of being me,
of not being what fits you.

i spend my time away, fitting,
preparing a new mold to step into.

but the new structure is never ready,
and forces me home.

and when i'm home,
i weep, and never want to leave.

i get tired of not being me.

2 comments:

greysquirrelb said...

Thank you.

Lena said...

Я когда-нибудь видела тебя being you или только видела тебя fitting?