As with the last post, I am submitting something I wrote back in the day. I'm not sure when I wrote this, but I like it. It's a song, about a girl, and hopefully someday I will be able to put some music to it.
I worked hard to fit my face to your clay
Clay worked hard to be all it could for you
You worked hard to cover your eyes with a lamp shade
But, I could see your mind’s reflections all over my walls
Walls worked hard to tell me the truth
Truth worked hard to dim in the fade
Fade worked hard to consume my vision
Vision is all we have
Let my vision be free
Vision is what I have
Let it be me
Time worked hard to restore lost pieces of me
Time and I, we fight until we bleed
Blood splattered arms never can comfort you
But, I could see you were feeling the withdrawal too
Our clay cracked and shattered our hopes, and our dreams
But our dreams worked hard to keep the past alive
Life worked hard to be my faded vision
Walls worked hard to tell me the truth
Truth worked hard to dim in the fade
Fade worked hard to consume my vision
Vision is all we have
Let my vision be free
Vision is what I have
Let it be me
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