Ugly
from the top of my $7 dye job
to the corners of my feet bleeding from a gorgeous walk to freedom..
hard to pinpoint exactly when reality shifted from being very important and serious
to just some sort of walking joke..
(it doesn't run. cause it doesn't have anywhere to go)
to many angles
too many factors to cover
I LOVE YOU
when i die,
my body will be cremated and sank to the bottom of the beautiful pugent sound
a rose will symbolize what i was when my family watches the dust coat the salty surface
but if i could leave a headstone...no...just a stone
a big fucking rock sitting on a hill
that teenagers would kiss upon
and hippies would smoke and sing their songs
carve their names into its soft side...
just a big fucking rock...
with the words I LOVE YOU
etched deep deep in
am i still talking?
fuck that noise...
to the corners of my feet bleeding from a gorgeous walk to freedom..
hard to pinpoint exactly when reality shifted from being very important and serious
to just some sort of walking joke..
(it doesn't run. cause it doesn't have anywhere to go)
to many angles
too many factors to cover
I LOVE YOU
when i die,
my body will be cremated and sank to the bottom of the beautiful pugent sound
a rose will symbolize what i was when my family watches the dust coat the salty surface
but if i could leave a headstone...no...just a stone
a big fucking rock sitting on a hill
that teenagers would kiss upon
and hippies would smoke and sing their songs
carve their names into its soft side...
just a big fucking rock...
with the words I LOVE YOU
etched deep deep in
am i still talking?
fuck that noise...