join me as i change the sheets on my bed
join me where i was sometimes
i know how to run away
i go out to commit my crimes
its good
i liked it when i feel like now
its not a word
its a taste in my mouth
if you listen you can hear it
that sound in my ears
my mind screams
but not at fears
im just who i am!
whats wrong with that?
it doesnt matter who you fool
you always go back
i was little
but i wasnt someone else
when i grow up
i want to be myself
i think you forgot
that im already gone
im sorry you forgot
to say so long
*
sneezing is like an orgasm
kissing is like a test
swinging is like an orgasm
kissing is wet
i like the taste
of things that dont exist
i like fake fruit
i like lips
i like feeling
like a touch
i like covers
(and pillows and such)
your spit was a code
a code that said "okay"
my spit had a code
mine said "no way"
when you say "sheets"
i think "owls"
when you say "sad"
i think "chocolate"
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