Will you take a Polaroid picture
And shake it in your hand
As you wait for it to develop
Please try to understand
That my smile might as well be painted
My tears photoshopped out
I'll add a caption on the reverse
So there will be no doubt
That I swing low like a pendulum
In a grandfather clock
That I fly high as a soaring kite
With each tick and each tock
Will you take a Polaroid picture
And hold me in your hands
As you wait for me to develop
Please try to understand
There'll be days when I'm as cold as ice
I'll thaw myself for you
And those things I said with aggression
I will try to undo
You should take me in to a dark r
Your a sweet talker,
a careful stalker
Your lie made me feel needed.
and then defeated.
I could end it all right now
Bite the bullet again
I deserve this
Hell
Welcome home.
It's beautiful outside. The snow is gently falling from the sky, absolutely no wind, and everything out there is still, and silent. It kind of seems deserted, but its peaceful. But.. its freezing ass cold out there. So i'm stuck in. Snow day tomorrow? my fingers are crossed.
And I've discovered i really like asking people 'Whats your story?' I'm interested. Whats your story? Maybe I should actually submit something.. I'm pretty meek when it comes to my art though. Although it would be good to give back. DA makes my head happy.
I'm reading Eragon for the second time, the 4th should just come out already! Its a rainy day and nobody wants to do anything, so I'm pretty much just sketching stuff all day and playing around on here. I found a few old photos i took last summer and posted a couple.
Hey, I have just started a Facebook group for my photography. If you're on Facebook then could you please drop my page a like? It would mean a lot: [link]