I'm slumming it with you; I do it
because I'm bored and you
you're good at what you do...
but I taste green and you spit metal.
Rich girls and downtown boys
never have happy endings ♥

The din resonates
Countless voices frantically
Proclaim facades and personas

Below the cascade
Simplistic souls stand
Wall flowers in waiting

Perhaps a voice will ask
Shall we dance?

When you don't know why

A songbird sings,
A church bell rings,
A country accepts kings,
A flower waits for springs,
A child loves the swings,
A musician plucks strings,
A rich woman is in love with her things,

I guess it all can seem to sting....

I never craved life as much
as I did when I was with you
but now there are holes in my chest
and the fire is dying down
and I can't find the excitement
I once possessed.

It feels so long ago
that you left me to the wayside
and I can't believe I can't shake it,
shake you from my skin
I just crave to have that spark of life
once again, by myself, without you in it.

Nothing is owned
Unless earned.

Ask if you've earned love.