Hello, Mrs. Honeybee,
how are you today?
My soul is heavy,
my body is *****
and my mind is wandering away from me.
These summer days,
always slip away
filled with scraped knees,
and honeybees,
jeans stained dark with blood.
Goodbye, Mrs. Honeybee,
your summer days are gone,
and I never ever got to say
goodbye.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 3:16 PM UTC
Hello, Mrs. Honeybee,
how are you today?
My soul is heavy,
my body is *****
and my mind is wandering away from me.
These summer days,
always slip away
filled with scraped knees,
and honeybees,
jeans stained dark with blood.
Goodbye, Mrs. Honeybee,
your summer days are gone,
and I never ever got to say
goodbye.
