Getting on

by Sinister Soire   Aug 18, 2005


A new world
a new place
and everywhere
a different face

a new city
a new town
and everywhere
I wear a frown

why can't I
just adapt
instead of always
being trapt

I want to run
I want to hide
and in my readers
I confide

that this fear
is what I need
just to answer
prayer and plead

it gives me words
and gives me hope
to get around
and learn to cope

I'll get around
all the faces
and get through
these new places

copyright 2005 © Logan brown

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  • 18 years ago

    by Momentary Relapse

    Excellent. You have so much talent. I really enjoyed reading this. Excellent work.
    ~Fallen Disgrace

  • 18 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    BTW! Welcome back sunshine. :-) I've missed you! xoxox

  • 18 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    Yay! Logan's posting!!! :-). Beautiful as always baby! Amazing write, so powerful and meaningful, and I'm sure many can relate. Good luck in your new home, and I'm here for you every step of the way angel. <3 xoxox Love you soooooo much...still. <3

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx

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