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[stephanyylee]

the kid in front of me is wearing a hat
and he has jack ass written across his frame
while beside me a pen is ticking away forcefully projected by a hand who can't connect with me anymore
once finding attraction in my voice
he is now regretting his previous choice
and i could not keep quite i could not pretend
i did not like you style
or how you use to lend
your hand
which now only holds a pen
to me when i decided to pretend.
this building's getting grumpy
and there's silver in my mouth
silver i can taste and smell.
the kind that is dangerous to the taste
the buds in my mouth begin to hate
rejecting the silver colored smell.
and i am shaking my leg again
i am protestin thought on my weekends
i dont care enough to laugh
but a smile is not too much to ask for
i am shaking my leg
as anxiety climbs the heights of leaves that mingle with the translusent sky