Lost Somewhere Poem by bruce nelson

Lost Somewhere



Oops, clumsy me. keep tripping over things that i cant see. But it just seems like somebody handed me a bad map, cuz i just keep running into the same trap. arguement after arguement and i just know thats dead wrong, but i really dont want to hear it all the time so where my headphones? And I just wish that one day this will all change, so can somebody just switch me my first and last name.

Friday, September 25, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: change,running
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bruce nelson

bruce nelson

fort worth texas
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