Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Feeling Low

All you see is the girl you once knew...

I've changed, I chose freedom, I decided to stop just looking out the window.

I've changed even though you never expected me too.

I want to cry for Buffalo... for the existence I had there.

I hate this distance.

Have I said too much?

Are you looking at me wondering if ever word I speak is true?

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