Friday, January 18, 2002

Here's a poem. I can't explain it right now, sorry Jeff. It's written to a girl I'm friends with. Just saying that to clear any confusion if it was about God.

I don't think
I don't think too straight
Will I sink?
Pulled down by this dead weight

If I keep you around
Will you not let me drown
Your holding up pretty well
I'll go to the bottom
And lay with the shells

Won't you hold me up
Since you are afloat
Won't you hold me up
Or teach me to float

Teach me to make it on my own
To not sink like a stone
When to survive you've got to be gone
I think I'm alive
But is that a lie
If I am alone

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