Thursday, February 08, 2007 Y 8:21 pm

Dust.
You know, it would help if you'd at least take a look at my deviantart once in a while. Not that I'm proud of everything I've done over the years, but sigh, I feel so old and used. Left in the dust.

Actually I wrote a really fast piece that was more suited for a song, but you know me, I don't know how to write songs.

Left in the dust
They left me in the dust
Help me I am plunging
Into deep waters

Left in the dust
I sit on a shelf
They left me in the dust
Forgotten and unused

Left in the dust
I’m yellow and rotten
Afraid of the dark room
They left me in the dust

Left in the dust
They left me in the dust

©2007 ~silenceana


Like, whatever right? My style is being used over and over again by me. I'm never inspired to write merrier ones. Let's face it, I haven't been a cheery sport since I was born. I feel like goddamn Phoebe from 'Friends'.