Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Depends on How Big You Think My Ego Is

I want to shrink myself
till I'm small enough to fit in your pocket,
till I'm tiny enough to sit on your shoulder.
That way you'd handle all the appointments and situations, you'd deal with this thing they call reality.
Then,
All I'd be doing is the thing I want to do most,
be next to you.

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