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Built This House

Contributed by gurlg0newr0ng on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 09:40:36 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



Unknowing whether to cry or smile to sink or fly
Not Knowing whether to fall down and give up or try
And sometimes it's bitter but it tastes so sweet
And sometimes I'm buried under other times everything lifts off of me
In a daze and spinning
It's dizzying, my life
Dancing in a whirl wind
Living on a merry go round
round and round I go
I'm trapped between so many possibilites without the ability to choose
Constantly confused
and twirling out of control
round and round I go
Unknowing from one moment to the next
I thought I heard your laughter
but your crying
my mistake
And you'll have to forgive me
sometimes I can't keep up cause I'm not thinking clear
and when the messages get mixed up it ain't my fault
I built this house oblivious to the future
I built it on this roller coaster and I call it home
it may not be solid but I'm comfortable
it's good enough for me




Copyright © gurlg0newr0ng ... [ 2004-12-19 21:40:36]
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Re: Built This House (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 10:08:12 PM AEST
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good write but u lost me on the roller coaster


Re: Built This House (User Rating: 1 )
by GurLG0nEWr0ng on Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 11:51:47 AM AEST
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Stoned Raider23
The roller coaster part of this poem just represents how my foundation is not solid.
"I built it on this roller coaster and I call it home" just means that I unknowingly chose and unsteady life but I'm managing.




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