There are these days,
when life seems
okay.
And fair.
when life seems
okay.
And fair.
Your beautiful hair.
There are these days,
when life seems
Cruel,
lots of "goodbyes"
when life seems
Cruel,
lots of "goodbyes"
Your stone grey eyes.
There are these days,
when life seems
lost.
Peices and bits.
Your poisonous lips.
There are these days,
when life seems
scrambled.
Tumbled and Thrown.
You.