a million seasons
could pass
and for the last mass on a very special sunday in the fall
for just a few seconds
if you listen carefully down the halls
the white and black keys press firmly on the grand piano  in the center of us all
as you slowly sip the gin'
you begin to obviously grin
a smirk a smile short about a mile to thiin

i breathe your scent
masked under **** and cigarette buds

your the one my hearts requesting
forwarded with a can i have my turn again

life doesnt care
-
Unfortunettly theres no return policy.

how the past is a vast reflection of today
i am a girl
the one y ouloved
the one he loved
and the one the next will love
my heart is too big
I am too shallow
you buried this dungeon
with no plan for tomorow

Assumed. led to consumed
Consumed led to commited
you found what you assumed
by the drive of drama driven commitement
to the doorway of  undesirable.
now im on the last road home
that seems the most obvious
isnt the road to home at all
it wont be till mid august
maybe by than you will understand
who I am
What I do
Where I go
and with who
may seem scandalous;
however if you analyze it a lot more clear'
the assumptions assumed
will be obvious

Fright
fear
not even a tear
here
near
wrong or wright
right?
Forget the past
Just live it as if every days crystal clear
yah, pretend its now
live in the future.
Not even close
**** it Im not like most

i want to go home
i hate this i want out
im over it
ive experienced all i needed
all i want
all i need
baby in the dark
you cant see shiny cars
stupid quote
from that stupid song
my life is one big combination
of lyrics
that fit together to make the best
piece of nonsense

i dont feel it
so whats the point
in or out
yah
**** this
there it is
all doubt
once again
here
alone with myself
Ive made it
barely
but worse
No one
nothing
whats the use
Theres no point
I am a lie
within myself.

Its all ive ever faced.
I am waiting
second by second
day after night
morning after dawn