i'm a "lock-the-door-behind-me-
or-leave-it-open" kinda girl
i'm not afraid of this world
It's just the people in it
who are afraid of me
as i walk down the street
i can feel their eyes
on my face
on my back
on my thighs
and i just smile to myself
knowing i'm just like everyone else -
i'm just built differently
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You give me that quirky back-handed smile
the one that never reaches your eyes
and you say baby, why don't you lay back & relax for a while
But i don't want to relax
i just want to go go go
so i give you a smile that's soft & slow
and i say baby, you don't know me as well as you think
and i say baby, its been nice but...
And then i walk away
i just go go go
And you stare after me as your smile fades
with no light in your eyes
with your tongue coated thickly
in lies lies lies
And in my mind i play out that scene which i've lived many times before
the one when they tell me to get cozy & i see myself to the door
the one where i wake up lonely with a note & no call
when i open my eyes & feel nothing at all
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abrasively new
persuasively yes
beyond all doubt
and reason
looking forward
makes me fall behind
and i lose a step in-between
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