Misplaced
Today I misplaced me;
I don’t know where I could be.
Silky eyes roll side to side,
Brain at rest, and tongue-tied.
Today I misplaced me;
I don’t know where I could be.
Silky eyes roll side to side,
Brain at rest, and tongue-tied.
Well, I’m not sure how people typically start these sorts of things out, but I’m sure it’s some hap-hazardly composed text displaying vast amounts of confusion and hope regarding this whole sort of thing-such as this.
I’m primarily hoping this will keep my mind flowing in a productive fashion; a welcome alternative to facebook.
I suppose that’s all for now.
thebunn.
