Monday, May 4, 2009

If the skies could talk, what would they say about me?

Unofficially....

First thing in my mind in the mornings,
Last thing on my mind at night,
Always in my thoughts in between.

Impulsive thinking
Impulsive actions
I'm worried

How long will this drug last?
If you're addicted
I think I'm 10 times as addicted

Just that I don't say it

Scorpios are jealous and possessive. I wonder why this scorpio came up with this. Might end up stinging herself.

Don't want to think.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Are these poems you wrote yourself?
And yes, I did stumble across your blog and make a pointless comment.

And is the drug real, or a metaphor?

Meiyi said...

yes... they're mine... I don't think they're really poems... just random words that came out when I typed.

The drug's a metaphor