The lyrics they come in waves
the pages they never stay
ripping em out my notebook then checking if they're okay
I write a couple of phrases and watch the day fade away.
I'm listening to the no names and Jackie hills for today
I'm feeling a little sober my head not up in the clouds
I'm pepper shaking my flavor all over for closed mouths
I'm writing revamping remaking and doing what I do best
I'm tryna give Him the glory
Knowing if not it's useless
I'm young and I'm clueless
I'm reckless but love
Is something that I never recognized until it fell from above
So I guess it's not that bad
And I guess the grown is fun
When I can come and go
Not answer to anyone
When I can have a nap and sleep till the morning comes
I don't sleep anyway
But I like knowing it could be done
I'm moving up I'm moving out
But sometimes feels I'm moving down
Don't drown in all your sadness
Baby girl learn to swim it out
YOU ARE READING
Colorful Cacophony
PuisiI love NoNameGypsy and Jackie Hill Perry. Poetic style with the slight peppering of innocence giving it that flavor I don't hear much. These poems are inspired by them. Love y'all.
