12 October 2012

I'm falling short of

Your hopeless expectation,

You wanted plastic-perfection

But I'm just a reckless misdirection,

So let the alarm bells ring,

I'm the odds and ends of something,

An echo of a song you used to sing,

All the pieces that were left behind,

Now I'm impervious and colourblind,

Wrapped in my own single-mind,

If only this life wasn't mine,

I'm out of the scene, out of my time;

But I'm fine.

Irrational_KimmiI'm Fine • Opuss № I