Who?!
Who had'ed ever known
That the swan had bought a novelty comb.
A hair spreader she sent to god.
Who would have know that light will only
shine on bright grifters.
Sipping on caramel and strawberry soda.
Who would let they're bright little Yoda be real?
To feel force that cannot conceal?
To drill in to quarries that lets all
the stories of strayies who are real
and can feel just how I do.
I'm blue you might tell
But Hopefully
can feel you
can fell you
and see you
to be
and to hear you
about who you are
and how I'm not at all
and how I can fall
and how you are
and I'm not
and who can't I can be
and just who you will see
if you love you
If you love you
yourself.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 10:32 PM UTC
Who?!
Who had'ed ever known
That the swan had bought a novelty comb.
A hair spreader she sent to god.
Who would have know that light will only
shine on bright grifters.
Sipping on caramel and strawberry soda.
Who would let they're bright little Yoda be real?
To feel force that cannot conceal?
To drill in to quarries that lets all
the stories of strayies who are real
and can feel just how I do.
I'm blue you might tell
But Hopefully
can feel you
can fell you
and see you
to be
and to hear you
about who you are
and how I'm not at all
and how I can fall
and how you are
and I'm not
and who can't I can be
and just who you will see
if you love you
If you love you
yourself.
