100 days, 100 words {5}

The waiting drove me mad
You’re finally here and I’m a mess
I’ll take your entrance back
Can’t let you roam inside my head…
I don’t want to take what you can’t give
I would rather starve than eat your bread
I would rather run but I can’t walk
Guess I’ll lie alone just like before

I’ll take the vermin’s path
And I must refuse your test
Push me and I will resist
This behaviour’s not unique
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{first load of words to the song Corduroy, which I feel has opened my heart, when I saw Pearl Jam live last year}


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