my parachute didn't open and when my backup failed the pixie dust prevailed and i woke up next to you all i wanted was to hold you
i was born in the city however small it held a hospital the location where i came into being
it was all downhill from there
what do you do when your life's a disaster and you're moving faster and its getting harder to breath
what do you say to someones whos right but you disagree even if its the truth
i was told you are depressed by a little bird that was severely hurt as it did not notice my window it just flew wherever the wind blows
as it convulsed on the pavement it whispered i am hated your genetic flaws i said say it all you can't decipher reflections from reality but neither can i
i noticed neither can i
you are the circle i am the square i have the non cut you have the cool hair we both take showers for almost an hour but only once a week or two
SynthetikXtasy · Tue Oct 09, 2007 @ 02:27am · 0 Comments |