I would love myself
if I didn't find myself so inadequate
I would teach myself
teach myself to be more casual
the diamond in the rough
is the youth who had to tough it up
mixed with the blood
of drinks on explorations
explorations done twice,
the diamond is the horse,
the horse that runs fast and far
the man-child passed out on the bar
time is a whore,
time is my boring sex
filled fantasies,
the diamond in the rough
give me grace,
or give em death
hold it to me,
or let me take my last breath
I would love myself,
if I was so casual
I would love myself,
if I didn't breathe dirt
I miss words
I miss words that
I miss words that were
I miss words that were censored
I miss words that were censored by myself
You're a stone,
I'm alone
what's the difference,
the circumference,
of my pride
(in a life like this,
nothing is worth a damn)
I would love myself
if I didn't find myself so inadequate
I would teach myself
teach myself to be more like her