Have you ever been in that awkward place between night and day?
When you can't see because there's smoke in the way.
Where you can't breathe because there's a fire burning inside of you.
Despite of you--I'll make it.
I know you love me, but-
Parenthood , you can't fake it.
I've resorted to being alone.
Trying to give up on my pretend best friend.
To having a barron womb, where inside there is nothing-and there never will be.
My libido is now like a -speedo who's job is to keep everything inside.
Why couldn't you see?
Why couldn't you save me?
Why couldn't you be there?
Why can't you relate to me?
Thanks to you and me-ah a conspiracy of sorts--
Tramples over every thought that i have-
That i have had--
Or ever will have.
I speak in tenses--
I know.
So? I wonder -
If maybe its because i'm insane..
Or maybe because you made me this way.
Is this?
How it is?
pick and choose-
The days you wish to.
Have it.
Me.
That is.
Remeber the days when you would brag about me?
Do you remeber when and where?
I do.
In a bar, or a crackhouse, in a hospital room.
To the empty cabinets.
Or was it to the bums who would live with us from time to time.
Can you see where i'm coming from?
Through
my blind eyes.
What i am really trying to say of course-is-
I LOVE YOU.
Tags: blind, eyes, hate, life, love, mia
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tired
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