I have worlds upon worlds of words to use on you


ngunit


may mga bagay sa mundo na dapat lang na gawin gamit ang iyong sariling dila

at

ikaw

at

ako

ay dalawa sa mga ito

tayo,

aking iniirog.

the trouble with okay is...

when you say "are you okay"

I rarely have a good answer


yes.

or no.


as an artist this is very frustrating

all the feelings in the world

all the weight
and all the burden

brought to a

pinpricking, aching, agonizing

needlepoint.

straight to your heart

straight to your ******* soul.

and all you got to play with

all you got to express with

all you got to express this with

is

yes, or no.

The trouble with okay is

you think it's okay

okay isn't okay

it's just, okay

okay is.

mediocrity

ahhh

see how that rings?

hear how it rings?

how it sings?

mediocrity.

finally, something

an answer

a word

that isn't

yes, or no.

truth, and lies.



but the real trouble

the real trouble

with okay

is

when you ask me

if I am

well...

I'm not,

I rarely am.

they played that song

and everyone danced

it was lit

but it was only you

only you

love always leaves ruins in its wake my dear.

i have this pebble

and with it

I'd like to build a mountain with you