Thursday, March 29, 2007

this is the greatest and best song in the world...tribute

So, I thought I would write about how my life at this point is much akin to trying to paddle to shore as the tide roles out and fog has rolled in, no end in sight. Only a faint wisp of light from the light house is guiding me in. Oh, senior year, you are so difficult in your last throes.

Instead, I think I’ll post something I wrote that was inspired by an annual event and listening to too much Radiohead (it's the right alignment that does it, style always wins over substance).

angela

She was always the strongest
Opinions formed
Fired
Forged
Never willing to back down
Too tough to tame
She’s taking the risks
Playing the game
In a mad dash to California
A dreamer’s grasp at some kind of fame
Don’t do it we say
Dreams don’t belong in the waking world.
A secret.
Some hidden part of her soul
Something most can’t touch
A spark she’s kept alive that others have let die
Before long she’s gone
Thousands of miles away,
Vicarious vanished

1 comment:

halfbeardmishap said...

Awesome writing. You have a command of words on paper and I like it.