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.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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.
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