Wednesday, August 20, 2008

I am sick of the complex and crave the simple.
When things are right, they are easy.

it's all a matter of understanding and actually seeing it with your own eyes.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

obsessed.


oh academia, you can pick me up
soothe me with your words when I need your love

I am a dash and you are a dot
when will you see that I am all that you've got?
I'm a binary code that you cracked long ago
but to you I'm just a novel that you wish you'd never wrote
I'm greater than X and lesser than Y, so why is it
that I still can't catch your eye?
You're a cryptic crossword, a song I've never heard
while I sit here drawing circles I'm afraid of being hurt

Oh academia, you can pick me up
soothe me with your word when I need your love.