March 19, 2009

Uncertainty is Killing Me

They thought I was drunk.
Yes I was.
I still am.

They thought I didn't mean it.
I didn't.

But here I am.
Standing here alone.
In this uncertainty.

Let me know.
Where are we going.
Or, therefore, we should just end it.

No more question.
I'm sick of 'em.

1 comment:

Reparto corse n. 6 said...

don't know where are we going, i just it's not the time to give in.
ciao anthony