i am a wandering fool.
constantly searching for fulfillment, as if it was something that can be grasped.
looking in the cracks that i create, like i don't already know.
know where it my satisfaction is. but i tend to look back.
to other memories i've made up. where they fall short, and lack.
the sweet taste i am searching for. wondering for.
you think, oh but you know, you'll just come up wanting more.
sigur ros, guides my heart tonight, i want to learn, and find it, i do.
i am a wondering fool.
1 comment:
wandering fool, me too
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