I've Got A Picture Perfect Plan
But The Frames A Little Tilted
Off The Wall I'll Improvise And Paint The Things I Shouldn't
Another Photo You're Cropped Out Of
Another Photo Taken
You're Just A Scrap Book Of Fake Friends
I'm The Real Movie In The Making
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
