Here's to hoping i'm beautiful
because I can't see what others do
words are a faulty part, a non-adhesive
trying to glue with water, *today is the
day. today is the day* but I'm just
screaming at God, well if today is
the day, then why I am at work?
why is there no time to think?
why are these people in this
bitter little town allowed to
exist?
Here's to hoping I'm beautiful
because I can't see what others do.
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC
Here's to hoping i'm beautiful
because I can't see what others do
words are a faulty part, a non-adhesive
trying to glue with water, *today is the
day. today is the day* but I'm just
screaming at God, well if today is
the day, then why I am at work?
why is there no time to think?
why are these people in this
bitter little town allowed to
exist?
Here's to hoping I'm beautiful
because I can't see what others do.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
