i dip down
like glossaryck said
i find my piece
to find peace
i get drunk in my bed
high as hell
i see the future
it's not dead
the whole universe knows my secrets
all nestled in the inter-web
good boys will be brave
and bad girls will be guys
i don't remember my gender when we talk
i just like how he makes me feel
but if he makes me feel nothing?
what then?
why blot the pen you refuse to write with?
i think this one may be my type-ish
the kind to cry with
or upon
i'm dramatic it won't take me long
i'm haunted by songs of hymn and loved by psalms of him
i just want to be in love with you
but sometimes you get knocked down
kicked out
dunno why but
this one might
hurt
you said i dug the grave
but you won't jump first
it's obvious who will get hurt first
and who will bleed worse
you start
and i'll end it
you'll someday wish
it was me you never met
like lithonia
you'll understand me
you'll really understand me
and you'll see
that it's not easy
it's hard to love many of me
