3.25.2009
boom bang baby.
my future does not change my past,
will not make me weaker,
by staring this in the face.
i realize the rain makes
these things heavier,
and what i carry
will grow deeper,
more important.
i wipe this look away,
because you look like you're not ready yet.
you are hell to help -
this is not a question.
i don't think it ever was.
i will give what i give,
despite what
you tell me.
you can whisper your lies,
i'm no longer listening.
i don't think i ever was.
i will not let my future change,
despite the things you say,
i will not let you change
my future.
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