Submissions by AskingLies

Only when I’m sitting in bed
With no pen on sight,
Or taking a shower
All wet and stuff,
Or taking a dump
Without paper
For my butt to wipe,
Do the ideas
And lyrics
Come to mind.

That’s not fair,
I want those ideas
To come alive,
And make others realize
I’m here to listen
to the wind talk.
I’m here to expose
The sea I have inside,
And I’m here
To create
A world:
For just you and me,
And the stars above.

But for now
I’ll just keep them locked inside
Where no one can hear them...

No need to cut.
Not again.
Just let it drop and wash away.
Its your life. Who else care?
You might think no one,
But there is someone out there.
You just have to wait.
But for now just let it wash away.
Don't promise yourself you won't do it again,
We both know that when you feel that way
And you see it just laying there
You'll pick it up and get carried away.
Telling yourself once again to just
let it Drop and way away.