Over the BS Over the BS
I am tired of thinking about it all,
Just done for a while.
I have my books and that is what I need.
That is the goal on my path to succeed.
I don't want to think about too much else.
No energy. No time
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to think of the things that don't regress towards the line.
Not really upset no use to be
Just enjoying the sun and the moments to be me.
I am open to all, but not in the way you used to see
No desire to play that game
No desire to be the same.
No desire to explain.
Make any judgment you want I won't even try to change.
Tell me it is blue. I will believe you.
I wont check up, or challenge the shade
Won't even care if the truth is a masquerade.
That would be your issue, not mine.
Which is exactly the point that I am trying to define.
Take your issues and work them out on your own.
Be an adult behave like you have grown.
I make my words and actions match
And there is no reason I should expect less.
So my world is getting smaller as I kick out a few
And it gets bigger as I welcome in the new.
You can call me every name in the book again and again.
There will be no hole in my heart left to mend
Go ahead and hand me your guilt on a silver platter
And watch it sit there, because it just really doesn't matter.
So, No I don't want to share, because I don't really care.
Don't tell me you understand because I don't think you can.
Just go away. Find some place else to play.
This is my space, and there is no room for waste.
I like my clear thoughts, clear goals straight ahead
I will spell it out for you if you need clarity on anything I said.
Elizabeth Driscoll October 10, 2003
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