October 5, 2007

  • I'd be lying if I said I wasn't energized. 
    Energized while I materialize a new twist of fate.


    I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. 
    Scared of success beyond my mind of late.


    I'd be lying if I said I've never been here before. 


    Familiararity breeds boredom.


    Boredom is like cancer to me.
    When it circles like an 8, forever surpassing infinity.


    I'd be lying but only I would know
    Then where would I go?


    Why you need to be lying anyway?

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What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.