spinning

August 21, 2009
Just let me be a top
Just let me spin off the table
Let me fall of the edge
Of what you wish this was
Watch me spin
My colors so unappealing
To your simple, jaded eyes
To your fleeting indifference
Let me gather dust
Collecting flase memories
Unconscious to the noise
Stay in your pretty little garden
Your perfect glass box
And I'll watch you and keep spinning
Turned by nothing but the wind
And the notion
That things are better this way
That you are happier
And that your pretty little garden is unharmed





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