Things have never been so swell
I have never felt this well
Nothing really bothers her, she just wants to love herself
Shadows settle on that place she left
With sunshine and the great burst of leaves growing off her arms
Her face is sad and lonely with bright things in it
And expression of un-thoughtful sadness covers it
She heaves through corrupted lungs
A stirring warmth flows from her
As if her heart was trying to come out in those thrilling words
I would never hurt her
I will never speak a word again, instead I'll crawl to the island of Misfit Toys
Where I no longer belong
I have never felt so frail
I have never failed to feel
We distract ourselves from ever missing each other
But I'm forever missing her.