Friday, February 13, 2009

Leaving

The sun is vermillion today... that sort of orangey red color when there's too much dust in the air.
The air is so dry.
I feel so dry, parched inside.
I gotta get out of here.

You know where I want to be?
In a place where I can wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night and NOT be hassled.
Not hear an angry word spoken against me.
Not be on my guard,
Not have to watch my words,
I don't have to explain myself
I want to be a place where I can be me,
And I am loved.
And its not here, thats for sure.


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