Posted by: jaime1010 | July 28, 2012

Conformity

I wish I didn’t always hear

the ticking of the clock.

When I’m laying in bed sometimes

I wish my heart would stop.

 

I wish there was no leaving

because I’m heaving

and I’m hauling, with no help

but someone keeps calling.

 

They don’t heart it because

they’re all the same.

So ready to follow,

so ready to blame.

Blatantly lying as I’m crying

I say,

I didn’t fall,

 

I just heard someone call.

– Jaime Lynn Smith

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