Sunday, April 18, 2010

Crawl Out of Your Pupa


I don't think crying will help
There's nothing good on TV
Rock stars take up your time
Books are good can you read?

Crawl out of your pupa
But don't come crawling to me
Crawl out of your pupa
Create you own destiny

Love is something we live on
Like flowers rolling in weeds
So drop your play acting
Roaring wind shakes the trees

Crawl out of your pupa
But don't come crawling to me
Crawl out of your pupa
Create your own destiny

Spend your life in a pupa
A butterfly building its wings
Cicada sings in the oak tree
You were born to float on the breeze

Crawl out of your pupa
But don't come crawling to me
Crawl out of your pupa
Create your own destiny


















































































2 comments:

Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

Looks like Old Reg to me . . .

Jeffery Hodges

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Anonymous said...

...and i became a mantis.