Poems and stuff

daisies

tell me, whats in that mysterious tea 

that gets the adrenaline running?

what makes your madness different from me

your smile or your cunning

what to miss, what to miss

why, its everything

im crazy enough to make a list

but id write one for anything

you must pity to oblivious girl

but i pity the one that gives it all

you give remorse and i unfurl,

id give up anything for a call

i know you can clearly see 

right through this mask

youre as messed up as me

like an ipad-sized flask

'cause we're simply too much

for the world to drink

and strangely, i believe in such

awful ways to think

im sipping honey in a glass

with slow-paced ukulele songs

and its going by too fast

as i relish in my wrongs

but i know you wouldnt 

want me to think that way

i know i couldnt 

stand to have you away

so what im trying to write

is that i wish there was a fast-foward button

that i could press

to see you once the time has passed

i miss the late night street lights

the coffee and the almond milk

dollar worth bread slices

and silver guitar strings

elephants named after sweetners

and well,

i dont know how much it must matter to you,

but i just cant wait to see you again.

'til september, daisies

for 8/20