These shoes are all worn out.
They've been so far so quick.
The soles are falling off,
And the tongue no longer licks.
But they've seen every story,
And been through every venture.
They've been there through thick and thin,
Their lives been a adventure.
Now they're so tired and worn.
And it pains me to throw them away.
What pair will help me run?
Run away from my troubles today?
©Odd
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Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
In this grand house there are many rooms. I have slept in them all. Perhaps only for a single night. No matter how long I was in there I drew on the walls.
There is something in the tree. Maybe if I climb up from the base, Into the sky, Oh I, oh I, I will find What I am looking for.
Your mouth can hide behind a smile, Your voice behind a laugh, Your scars can hide behind cloth and ignorance, But how can you disguise your eyes.
I walked and walked. And talked and talked. Wanted to find me. Wanted to just be. So I walked and walked. Can no longer hear the people that talked. Till I was alone. Finally on my own.
I am the depth of a mirror - one quarter inch, or less.
The mistakes I have made, And the second thoughts, I allowed to fade, The things I have done, The challenges I have faced, Even the ones I won, Acceptable errors. Or unforgivable disasters.
I'm in muddy waters All is not clear Water of disillusion Will it cost me dear.
I lay back staring at the sky. Hints of grey & blue in between thousands of clouds, all different shapes & sizes, all being taken along on the wind.
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