prosbutcons - time

Spent some time
Just writing down my thoughts
Guitars on the floor
Cigs in my mouth
Thinking bout that one song
Can't remember it's name

Life feels strange
Almost everything does
But it's beautiful at the same time
Like a Monnet painting
Blurry and clear at the same time
A void of sadness overcomes me
It's there but it's not

My pupils are growing
While thoughts are flowing
It's all about time
And I take my time
To grow
To thrive
To survive

There's this feeling
Keeping my chest warm
It's just there
I just don't know how to call it
Filling me up with gratitude
And it feels so good
Like a fresh breeze

Plants are growing
So am I
I take my time
Take my time
And that's all that matters
I get better every day
And that's good

Written by:
Jua Gutsa

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