sun rising fast
orange light gives public transportation a peculiar look
pink sky is my favorite
my short skirt
and black lipstick
his long unkept hair
and Iron Maiden tee
its nice to see another misfit on the bus
mr. metal flashes me a smile
I pretend to be occupied with my cell phone
I got a boyfriend
besides
i'm not used to flattery
mr. metal is silly
he's drumming the seats with his fingers
I pinch a black smile
don't laugh, be sensible
putting on my librarian face
glasses on the edge of my nose
sweep back stray hairs against my sensible bun
mr. metal is staring holes into me
he is amused
now I'm sulky
go back into Gatsby and Daisy
this is a bit coincidental
we are way too funny
breaks
bells
next stop
mr.metal clashes into my world
books fly
headphones are yanked
automatic door
next thing I know
i'm flailing off a bus
wonderful.
mr. metal is sorry
I dont know I'm laughing
til my sides start to hurt
grouchy morning bystanders are looking with interest
and the bus driver is surpressing a deep belly laugh
I remind him of his clumsy wife, sister, girlfriend, or daughter.
mr. metal is headbanging to my black sabbath
and picking up my books
suddenly I know
he has a very tired understanding mother
he helps me up
we're both wearing black nail polish
dont ask me why this is so hilarious
i'm stood up, brushed off, and looked at
he looks at me like an ex
he smells good
I blush far too easily
thanks are muttered
and we turn around to walk off
like a graceful plot
of some movie I've never seen
I get a text from baby
he takes such good care of me.
mr. metal will meet a cute girl he can pit with
at some heavy concert
and maybe when she's cold
he'll give her that leather jacket
and he'll ride the bus with her
all night long
thats what i'd like to think
either way
life is good.
Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 1:05 PM UTC
sun rising fast
orange light gives public transportation a peculiar look
pink sky is my favorite
my short skirt
and black lipstick
his long unkept hair
and Iron Maiden tee
its nice to see another misfit on the bus
mr. metal flashes me a smile
I pretend to be occupied with my cell phone
I got a boyfriend
besides
i'm not used to flattery
mr. metal is silly
he's drumming the seats with his fingers
I pinch a black smile
don't laugh, be sensible
putting on my librarian face
glasses on the edge of my nose
sweep back stray hairs against my sensible bun
mr. metal is staring holes into me
he is amused
now I'm sulky
go back into Gatsby and Daisy
this is a bit coincidental
we are way too funny
breaks
bells
next stop
mr.metal clashes into my world
books fly
headphones are yanked
automatic door
next thing I know
i'm flailing off a bus
wonderful.
mr. metal is sorry
I dont know I'm laughing
til my sides start to hurt
grouchy morning bystanders are looking with interest
and the bus driver is surpressing a deep belly laugh
I remind him of his clumsy wife, sister, girlfriend, or daughter.
mr. metal is headbanging to my black sabbath
and picking up my books
suddenly I know
he has a very tired understanding mother
he helps me up
we're both wearing black nail polish
dont ask me why this is so hilarious
i'm stood up, brushed off, and looked at
he looks at me like an ex
he smells good
I blush far too easily
thanks are muttered
and we turn around to walk off
like a graceful plot
of some movie I've never seen
I get a text from baby
he takes such good care of me.
mr. metal will meet a cute girl he can pit with
at some heavy concert
and maybe when she's cold
he'll give her that leather jacket
and he'll ride the bus with her
all night long
thats what i'd like to think
either way
life is good.
