Thursday, April 30, 2009

Contented to a Fault

I feel strange
Like my body is moving
And I don't know why
And I don't know how
And I don't know for who

I feel blessed
Like my prayers have been answered
And I don't know when
And I don't know which
Of my dreams have come true

I just can't remember
Why I needed something else
I have become complacent
In this sufficiency

I feel alone
Like the people around me
Don't know what to say
Don't know how to care
And don't know what to do

I feel distracted
Like my attention's averted
And I don't know where
And I don't know by what
Do I even know you?

I just can't remember
Why I had to help myself
I have become conceited
In my capacity

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