12.20.2007

Winter Blues


it's winter blues that find you home
you think you might, you know you won't
you put the face on, toast the day
you hibernate in hopes of may
you find the blues in all you do
it takes the little parts of you
it's not a crisis like tv
it's what you don't want it to be

it's thoughts that make you walk about
it's not something to talk about
yes it's the ache you can't shake off
you're cleared to launch but can't take off
the morning promise, the smile at night
you know you won't, still hope you might