Friday, June 10, 2011

Inner Proclamation

Anxious and prolific
I wish I felt terrific

My thoughts are churning
Inner core is burning

Lightheaded and feeling squirrelly
Can you sense my furry

The heavy breathing
Legs shaking

I sometimes wonder
If I’m faking

I always want
What I can never have
Deep inside I’m so fuckin sad

Sittin around just getting fat
I have no self control and that’s a fact

So much to live for
Yet so little time
Keeps me safe from doing the crime


Is it worth the weight (wait)
Of never being able to face my fate

I guess I shouldn’t pontificate

By Phillip Michael 06/2011

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