the day is over , we all wine down the bubbles in the fish tank, the only sound kids in bed,a couple hours ago tv off, after my show laying here thinking just was i have done to sit alone, be the only one looking bak at all the chaos in just one day i turn over to listen BUT wat does air have to say it says alot in an empty space says so much makes my heart race the clicking of the furnace as it turns on reminds me of all in the day ive dun wrong the fan with its arogant spin tells me tomorrow it all happens again the flickering of the clock i have not set keeps me up to beat with the goals not accomplished yet silence speaks louder then words this is shown i realize this every night as i sit alone
