this is my first attempt at what i hope to pass off as poetry.
Tin Man
Tin Man what are you?
Or do you know
No real life or soul
Not knowing your creator
Tin Man where are you going?
Void of purpose or direction
Lost in the world
Seeking the way
Tin Man how do you keep going?
Nothing to keep you moving
No heart beating in your chest
The steam long gone from your pipes
Tin Man why keep going?
There seems to be nothing left
Rusted and ugly
Outside and in
Tin Man do you know me?
If you don't know yourself
All that you hate
All that you fear
Tin Man I am you
Tin Man what are you?
 Kenner_Mar · Mon Mar 07, 2005 @ 08:39pm · 3 Comments |
