Saturday, March 26, 2016

One day

Maybe my souls all right, but my body's all wrong
Or maybe it's the other way around
Maybe neither is really all right.

My body is so tired of my soul caring so much about what is looks like
Maybe my soul is sick of listening to my body it just wants to run free
Maybe my soul would of been to the stars and back if my body didn't stop it
Maybe my soul has always been too much of a dreamer for my body
Maybe one day it will all be all right
Maybe one day my body will be good enough for my soul

2 comments:

  1. 'My body is so tired of my soul caring so much about what is looks like'

    i love this reversal of expectations;
    an anecdote of a sort.

    love it

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  2. this is tragic and beautiful and tragic

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