i should have held you just a little bit closer.*
-k.v.

I don't think I'll ever get used
To your lips whispering goodbye
While I beg you not to go
I know, it's fruitless effort,
But maybe if I keep trying
You won't storm out of the door anymore

Those
who think
in the
passive voice
have no
souls
and yet
they run
the world.
  ~ mce

Get up girl, don't harm yourself
Dry your salty face
Fix your make-up, grab some clothes
Look for a little change

Go out the door, into the city
Wait on the corner for one's help
Use your big eyes, the sweetest voice
Or be tough and try it yourself

Now find a place with a little peace
Ignore those staring looks
Sit down and light a cigarette
You know what's left to do

Load it, twist it, light it up
Slowly breathe her in
Close your eyes and clear your mind
It's okay to let her win

Don't think about what's happening
For now there's no more pain
You're not really alone, girl
Cause you've still got Mary Jane

Her warmth will fill your body up
Your troubles turn to dust
You think of what your tears were for
But you magicly forgot

Now go home girl and rest your head
It's been a quite hard day
And if tomorrow's harder
There's your secret runaway

Mary Jane
keeping me sane
and losing trust
another hit I must
I'm not addicted
however, I'm convicted
visited by another drug test
tears, lies, denies, but look your best
there goes your parent's trust, if they had any
there's more Mary Jane in this city
and many No's have I said
but all it takes is one Yes
to not pass the trust test

I sit here drowning in thoughts of us
Helplessly screaming for your attention
Only to realize you were never there
And so i stop and relax
And float, then swim back to shore