sluggish.
plain.
lame.
or rather just plain slow!
Here we go again with me backtracking.
I stand along the tracks by the train passing me by,
stuck without direction.
Or rather stuck trying to go all directions.
New paths lead me behind in the race, old paths see me as old news
earased.
Same ol, Same ol', Same ol' place
can't imagine this girl as one who people will
see and recognize her face.
Can't imagine her being in that place
of influence.
An influencial race...
(to be continued)
Today this is kind of how I felT. After you read it, you probably had no idea what this meant, but that's ok, because I didn't write it expecting you to get it.
Under a bridge in Sevilla, Spain
This is some awesome spanish gaffiti I just had to take a pic of! lol
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