Its chilly outside these last few days I think of you some days and then some days You skip my mind like looking glass I fuel it into my art, my heart But I hear phrases in my head And forget just about every single one of them But at the end of the day The most painful part Is that you became everything you swore to vehemently To never be.
You might take the gold The trophy Lets glamorize you for a moment in drama You are the worst.
Congratulations It doesn't ******* matter.
But I do go back to When we laid on my bed For 5 hours on my birthday I needed to tell you everything I unfolded my entire past A la Sophie's Choice Or so I thought in my little silly head And you revealed your truth That was everyday, in my face Perhaps we both Could have been better.
Or the time we rode on the ferris wheel So new, so fresh Tuesdays were our day And sometimes when I get drunk I start to linger on the idea of reaching out But a group of 9 eyes And your deception Stops me every time.
I guess I thought things might be different I have very little tolerance for those who don't Choose to be present, active Beautiful Innovator is having a tough time I don't know what we are My room mate asked me how we were last night It was weird.
I don't know? We are good? We are existing? We talk everyday? I want you You want me But we don't proceed in that way And thank God.
Gotta be a pin up tomorrow Let me run in the forest I remember when we decided we should go I felt so deeply in my coffee shop uniform I need this. I need that. My filmmaker friend tonight Told me he would put me in contact With all of the program directors Of the film festivals So much is about to happen I can feel it and I can taste it And there are those that so badly Want to lessen me, what I do Wave me off as diminutive or average And sometimes I think a lot That, that is my own analytical fears Reflecting back at me
But **** it I say covering myself in silly string, harps, rainbows, hula hoops This time last year I didn't ******* live here I've had those who helped twirl me into my present But my feet My feet are planted in the earth.