It’s a life. its a decision. It’s self righteous. It’s self pity.
SECOND_PART
Billy lived modestly in a pallid blue house
Billy was plagued by vex and by doubt
Sat every day in front of the poignant box with a pout.
Billy was said to be unhappy.
Billy one day decided to play with Maggie.
Most girls wear tiny pink barrettes
Maggie bleached her hair
Most girls don’t like cigarettes
Maggie inhaled them like they were air
She held paper bags filled of white powder
And always demanded that the punk rock be louder
Maggie made Billie do unthinkable things
From raping the maids to stealing mommy’s rings.
They wore the same sneakers
They sold the same drugs
Beat each other senseless
And after awhile
Had to change their home addresses
Billy would go to the old factory with Maggie
Where she would play with other boys. It seemed to make her happy.
Billy would wait while she filled up the bag.
All the while scraping his arms, as to not be sad.
They kissed not on the mouth, but the nose
And only had sex if they were both clothed.
One day. Tuesday to be exact.
Billy unexpectedly was forced to face a mishap
Mom died. And Maggie went away.
“He didn’t even cry” is what people say.
By the time he turned fourteen
He was addicted to codeine
He sat on the dock down by the old factory
It just wasn’t the same without his best friend.
But then she appeared there, out by the Ocean
Billy was punched by her hands then
Billy recognized he couldn’t swim.
Billy almost drown.
In court Maggie simply said he fell in.
Billy lived modestly in a pallid blue house
Billy was plagued by vex and by doubt
Sat every day in front of the poignant box with a pout.
Billy was said to be unhappy.
Billy one day decided to play with Maggie.
Most girls wear tiny pink barrettes
Maggie bleached her hair
Most girls don’t like cigarettes
Maggie inhaled them like they were air
She held paper bags filled of white powder
And always demanded that the punk rock be louder
Maggie made Billie do unthinkable things
From raping the maids to stealing mommy’s rings.
They wore the same sneakers
They sold the same drugs
Beat each other senseless
And after awhile
Had to change their home addresses
Billy would go to the old factory with Maggie
Where she would play with other boys. It seemed to make her happy.
Billy would wait while she filled up the bag.
All the while scraping his arms, as to not be sad.
They kissed not on the mouth, but the nose
And only had sex if they were both clothed.
One day. Tuesday to be exact.
Billy unexpectedly was forced to face a mishap
Mom died. And Maggie went away.
“He didn’t even cry” is what people say.
By the time he turned fourteen
He was addicted to codeine
He sat on the dock down by the old factory
It just wasn’t the same without his best friend.
But then she appeared there, out by the Ocean
Billy was punched by her hands then
Billy recognized he couldn’t swim.
Billy almost drown.
In court Maggie simply said he fell in.