My Bag Has A Hole
Just When I Think It's All in the Bag...
I Realize the Bag Has a Hole...
I thought I patched the hole last time things were leaking.
But all I did was check the floor to see it needed sweeping.
Disheartened is the word that best describes this state.
A constant dripping in your spirit only God can placate.
Mendacity droplets in my ears a perfect dose for faking.
But I'm the one who let them in, MY decision making.
Four years I gave myself to this poorly painted peice.
All along thinking, someday the hurt would cease.
Only one thing to do right now, and that's the hardest part.
Patching up that good ole' bag with a fresh new start.
-Alison Capra
4-08-08
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