Nov 10, 2003 21:28
Ill just let the words slip off my tongue
Without any pictures or petty little thoughts to compromise my take on it all
My heart feels like a jubilant little butterfly just floating along attracted to pretty things- but those ones in nature that are illusions and deception and are only to be natural to you cuz its how they survive
They take a jab at your dainty little wings like its something u should have known was coming
Your naïve, but at least you’re true.
meh, me