Words

Words Running cross my mind Tip toe, sliding, cutting through the air jumping over fences, Hop scotch, bouncing over boundary lines How just words can echo through a hallway for eternity Connect all your memories with you and split personality Dragging into a deep sleep, barely touching your destiny Inhaling the cool air as you impersonate the person you call you. Words, meanings, definitions Is what your trying to master To be that, goal, that winner, the true, In the end, will you understand they are just words Words, with no meaning Words that have no future Just something you made up to make me feel better about the words you convince yourself to believe Running cross my mind Words, you created Words that mean nothing to me Splitting my memories with a false sense of immortality In the end, all your words are just words.