Coddle-Foot
Here are the reasons why I am sad:
My once beautiful feet are mishapen, and will never be lovely again. I was too vain, asking people, aren't my feet beautiful? Th only thing i bragged about, and so, God punishes me to sprain them both.
I will forever be an island. Its time I accept some things. 1) I will never find a lover to truly understand me 2) me and davito will never be friends and all the love that i once had is gone 3) Justin will never love me as I do him (as friends though, i'm not professing love or anything) and 4), the saddest of all, I may just continue to lose my dreams until i become a boring adult, loveless and alone, because though i may find supplemental love, that dream of someone who truly understands me will just be lost to the worries of the world.
But i decided i can draw, DESPITE all u who think i cannot, and i am may turn away from the world and dedicate my life to art and music. Love? yea its good for a while until it causes you pain. Music never turns its back on you, art doesn't passive aggressively hurt your feelings.
And as for my ankles, well I'll just have to accept that I may forever be spraining them, every 2months, and my nickname will be Cottle Foot. The Clodden-footed MONSTER.
My once beautiful feet are mishapen, and will never be lovely again. I was too vain, asking people, aren't my feet beautiful? Th only thing i bragged about, and so, God punishes me to sprain them both.
I will forever be an island. Its time I accept some things. 1) I will never find a lover to truly understand me 2) me and davito will never be friends and all the love that i once had is gone 3) Justin will never love me as I do him (as friends though, i'm not professing love or anything) and 4), the saddest of all, I may just continue to lose my dreams until i become a boring adult, loveless and alone, because though i may find supplemental love, that dream of someone who truly understands me will just be lost to the worries of the world.
But i decided i can draw, DESPITE all u who think i cannot, and i am may turn away from the world and dedicate my life to art and music. Love? yea its good for a while until it causes you pain. Music never turns its back on you, art doesn't passive aggressively hurt your feelings.
And as for my ankles, well I'll just have to accept that I may forever be spraining them, every 2months, and my nickname will be Cottle Foot. The Clodden-footed MONSTER.