"One day, my baby, one day..." Earphones blaring Is anyone staring?
I'm looking and glaring My life is a reflection Different sensations Forbidden temptations In abundance, oh oh in abundance.
Late nights of foreplay More days of who says Paramore is punk rock Nah, man--I'd hate to be that sanctimonious ***** but **** my ****. Para para para A ground for me to stand on
As my heart continues to waver on to the pacific sea. "Dope, shoot it up--straight to the heart please."
Yes, this is me--the girl with unkempt hair and a messy soul. No cigarettes lit No fathers hit. Nirvana shirt crumpled for a Queen Capris & Chicken Legs Tattered flip flops Hair more unkempt than ever.
You know what? **** my ****, **** my ****, **** my ****.
Dangerous and courageous Yeah--no that it is not who I am A girl who just discovered her inner jezebel Or a girl who understands hell?
I want to be one of you all I want to be a lover this fall*
A dreamer, a painter, a believer.
Blasting Cobain's voice under my shaggy hair Jack Kerouac's truth shining through His words give comfort. "Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable"
Schizophrenic, psychotic Lithium, H.M.
"For once I'm just gonna live".
Thanks to men like you, thanks to women like you The girl with unkempt hair and a messy soul Messier souls and more unkempt hair days await her She may smile softly or bite in another 'sorry!'