i sat in finagle a bagel alone and watched everyone's eyes
i want to find that perfect pair of eyes you know them maybe you have a set the ones that burn your skin and feel like drowning the ones that you have to look away from sometimes because its like fuck too much sensory overload but it feels good like you're losing control and falling and crying maybe but only in the best way
and there were none not on the street not in the shop maybe not in the world
some looked like they could become perfect in time like corrective lenses like shit i could fix them i could make them see 20/20 but you never know what your missing until you get it and then whats the point? and they werent right no i need to find natural flawless eyes the ones that will see past every joke and every tough second and let me just be with no words and no silence
someone thought my eyes looked right or close enough and they tapped on the glass and i crinkled folded up on myself and prayed that they would not discover the door because my little glass air conditioned carb filled bubble was too safe and i wasnt ready to give that up to the wrong eyes fuck is that a crime?
and i dont want to call you or forget you or live around you i just want to live and i don't know how, can you tell me how shit damn fuck bitch you know i only say that to demean you no wait i mean impress you or maybe myself and youre eyes were kind of close so big so intense i wanted to be scalded and i get shivers or is that the ac find me a reason or a way and i will live without the dream you but with no regrets
and there were none not on the street not in the shop maybe not in the world
some looked like they could become perfect in time like corrective lenses like shit i could fix them i could make them see 20/20 but you never know what your missing until you get it and then whats the point? and they werent right no i need to find natural flawless eyes the ones that will see past every joke and every tough second and let me just be with no words and no silence
someone thought my eyes looked right or close enough and they tapped on the glass and i crinkled folded up on myself and prayed that they would not discover the door because my little glass air conditioned carb filled bubble was too safe and i wasnt ready to give that up to the wrong eyes fuck is that a crime?
and i dont want to call you or forget you or live around you i just want to live and i don't know how, can you tell me how shit damn fuck bitch you know i only say that to demean you no wait i mean impress you or maybe myself and youre eyes were kind of close so big so intense i wanted to be scalded and i get shivers or is that the ac find me a reason or a way and i will live without the dream you but with no regrets