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I'm not clean
I'm rusted
I'm so close to being busted
‘bout time I did
Did I really think I could make it,
Without falling into that pit?
Mount my head to the wall
Like I am a piece of art
And nothing more than a fart
Parading into my storm
In your way trying to make me happy
It’s leaving me feeling crappy
Ask me again
What it’s like to feel,
The spin of this lopsided wheel
Rationally shrugging
Give me away, Kenzie
Then I’ll call it more of a frenzy
A secret
If you're accepting, I don’t care if you know
I'm notorious for my one none existent greeting
Not to mention the fact
That I might not be what you think
With my virtual paper and ink
Out with failure being my success
In predicting my life, I didn’t really see this
With octopus camouflage, it’s hit or miss
Imagine me as you did before
To go and fix it back
Next time when I'm unable to, I’ll pick up my own heavy slack
Dead on the inside
I'm rotting, in my worn out shell
I think this just turned back into hell
On me, It feels like someone has their watch
I don’t want to be caught
Everything at a knot
Slipping
Flipping Paranoid
With the full void
Living annoyed
Guilt that can’t be put in the wash
Geniuses eating squash Here’s my stories
Of not being safe but of my many sorry’s
I’ll try to take an inventory
Words overused
Hearts don’t break they bruise Being stalked
Even after you talked
During the naked after shower walk
Nothing to do
I won’t feel safe with you I need a place to let loose and think
A place to make a mark with ink
One that gives off grandfather winks
Those I’ll never have the chance to see
I need to meet someone who makes friendship tea I can’t wait until I get a place
That’s safe
Where I can get my shoes relaced
What have I got,
Without this lot?