under the blacklight
ive been meaning to feel abstract. so here goes...
i cut my hair. once i cut my hair off to forget... it was the last part of me that remembered. i cant remember hardly anything anymore... about that.
they wear their father on their sleeves... and i want to wear mine on my wrist. tied down through ink and epi. i am a relic. i think of him everyday.
i think of you, too. that, i remember... and that's all. a flashback here and there, like a fresh dream. i think there was a time when i could have explained it all... i think, anyway.
and here i am. everything is foreign. i feel numb to it all, and question if i should be feeling more, but forget to look into it.
i don't know why this works for me. keep hoping my thoughts are deciphered.
he will ask me what it all means and by that time this will be another fresh dream i've forgotten.
i cut my hair. once i cut my hair off to forget... it was the last part of me that remembered. i cant remember hardly anything anymore... about that.
they wear their father on their sleeves... and i want to wear mine on my wrist. tied down through ink and epi. i am a relic. i think of him everyday.
i think of you, too. that, i remember... and that's all. a flashback here and there, like a fresh dream. i think there was a time when i could have explained it all... i think, anyway.
and here i am. everything is foreign. i feel numb to it all, and question if i should be feeling more, but forget to look into it.
i don't know why this works for me. keep hoping my thoughts are deciphered.
he will ask me what it all means and by that time this will be another fresh dream i've forgotten.