Just someone to keep my house clean, fix my meals and go away

Song Of The Moment


I'm a chameleon, but that doesn't matter
It has no effect on you, only me
Weeds have started to grow beneath my feet
And I need to shed my skin

I've said this all before
Why won't I listen?
I've said this all before
And I don't remember

It's all so stale and tepid
And my head hurts
From all the redundant thoughts of victory
And the recycling of the old

You've made it this far through the enigma
Why are you still reading? Is it because I am still writing?
I can stop, if you want... it's not finding me and I stopped looking







Ciao