Jul 08, 2008 17:48
molested at six
i protested to fix shit
but shit hit the fan
it didnt feel right
but i let it go then
not knowing
that no one was going
to explain to my brain
the insane mundane compulsive thoughts i would refrain from
it wasnt enough to know right from wrong
when everyone breaks their own rules
i remarked in school how hot the sun was to fools
but for me i learned lessons best
when i let myself down
put myself up to fall
maybe i really wasnt happy at all
but i was obsessed at best with the thought of forever
but never
is a word
never
is a promise
like fiona apple said
i plead to not regret
but
fuck you
if you think no regrets is a good line
cause you're just lying
thinking that it is the truth
cause no one knows no one knows but few do
no one cares
yet some will dare to pray when death comes round the bend
you go from red to blue again
you silly silly girl
you piece of meat and bone
you think you're all alone
when you have love coming home
from work
shes tired im restless
shes beautiful im in awe
at the way she walks
and sheds light like rainbows
stretching from her toes to her elbows
its beautiful
that she makes me laugh
as she makes fun of the way i said Lucky Lady
shes my baby
stop reading
if you're allergic to love
cause my baby gots the best of everything id ever need
and if she was interested id drop down on one knee
but first ill make some bread cutting bread
and ill do my best to be a big girl
a big girl no
a woman
i am
now
and a woman i shall grow old
although
always that six year old is playing alone. happy.