I might not walk the walk
But I can talk the talk
And the words I release may not speak to the masses
But I don't care
Because that's how I like my vowels to taste
When I let them escape my lips.
And the stars you place in your jean pocket
Will die waiting for a chance to return
To more appealing skies
But you will rocket off and take their place
As long as it isn't permanent
Because nothing you do is.
Clouds are my constant
The only variable is what they bring
Clarity or just another storm
It's not for me to decided
But I will speculate
On the likelihood
Of a happily-ever-after's existence
Because as far as I can tell
The Big Bad Wolf didn't die that day
And The Ugly Step Sisters are out to get me
And my prince is no where to be found
So I guess its time to step up
And save myself from my dragons
And I will take its scales and craft you a bowl
To remind you of every tear you weren't there to catch
And every smile you let fade
And this moment is unlike any other that will ever happen
Because I made my decision to ignore
Being ignored.
I'll clap dust out of the clothes
I always hoped you would return for
But always knew you would rather buy more
Lookalikes can't fill the spot
Kicked into you by a dead sunflower
And I can try to repair you
But all I have is a role of tape and some string
I used to tie our friendship into colors
But couldn't avoid the fading of my blues.