I am a woman
Feet flying through the air
I fly through the universe
But I really don't go no where
And I tried to tell you
My time would come soon
You didn't let me explain
So I'm hanging by a noose
My regrets are little
And my memories swim
As I'm about to hang around
Till someone else comes and cuts me down
Hot fires out in the woods
Or on our little island, green
Food fights and fist fights
I acted like they don't mean a thing
You think about those little things
While they tie your knot
When they slip that rope around your neck
And wait for you to rot
But that's okay, my love
For I have no regrets
I'm ready to face death head on
I'm not loosing any bets today
A grim smile plays across my face
As I am not afraid to fly
The crooked grin is there because
I'm quite ready to die
Kinda inspired by Grouplove. And Insurgent, a book. Thanks Emily, I'm now addicted.