July 4th, 2009


(no subject)

I may empathize
I can't sympathize with you
I'm giving it all away
I spent the day in chains and shackles
I hate who I used to be
Each day's a new beginning and
I'm giving it all away.
From the wellspring of proficiency
I drink deep; it still runs dry
On my bedside I tear the pages
from my calandar, the months fly by