The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Friday, December 10, 2010

I Can't Do Everything

I would have built you a happy place,
Somewhere far out in distant space,
But the world it just doesn't do
Always what you need it to,

I'm sorry I'm not the way you'd have me be,
But wishing it so won't make anyone free.

You dumb dumb boy,
With all your toys,
If life's just a game,
Then why have a name,
At all.


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