Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I heard the bomb, but felt nothing.

I'm constantly amazed by where I've ended up in my life.
I never thought that dead babies would be the solution to a problem.

Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.
But you're my problem. Drugs are a problem. Love is a problem.

I'm constantly amazed by how I become a fixture in a room.
I never thought that I would be dating a lifestyle, more than a man.

Not my life. Not my life. Not my life.
But you're in my life. And I think I'm in love with you.

2 comments:

To town! said...

I slept through some of this?

Lady.

a.hlewka said...

It's okay. It's not my dead baby.