To me it is the color of brown
The sweet moist soil of the earth
The grass so soft you think it's candy
The sun that kisses your face
And the moon that whispers sweetly
Cool fall wind
Attention feeble minded weal thinkers
Where’s your thought boats?
I’m about to sink here
this is a shoot out to those with doubt
Those that don’t believe everyone’s word of mouth
I just haven't cared that much lately
I said things I didn't mean
And what I mean to say i didn't say
Now I'm all in the mix up of emotions
Trying to figure out where I want to go next
Cant stand this screaming, fighting in my head
All cause to your face my feelings cant be said
You tell me if theres anything you do to upset, let you know
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