New Day
See me on the street
driving by to find me
getting into the passenger seat
what do you want from me?
Eyes are drawn to secret places
approving looks on those
oh so casual faces
nothing's happening, I suppose
But that's just the way it goes
emotionally running hot and cold
indifference is a way of life
have we got it down so bold?
Haphazard conversations
borderline frustrations
what's the point of elation
when there's no where for this to go?
Honesty is the best policy
another cliche paving the way
yet one more empty night
becomes just another sterile day
mathiasthom
written 6/29/14
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