His shimmering glow approached and
my light porcelain skin awoke, like
the sun hit the light skies when
the darkness says, "Goodbye."
And then my eyes unlock--
so now in the darkness I fought,
where the town is dead, cold
and I agreed to mold.
I fit in with the kids,
who wear black lids
and I wear them too
plus my shoes.
Maybe I should've dreamed,
a little bit bigger, it seemed--
I needed a little light.
Then, I might...
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 2:33 AM UTC
His shimmering glow approached and
my light porcelain skin awoke, like
the sun hit the light skies when
the darkness says, "Goodbye."
And then my eyes unlock--
so now in the darkness I fought,
where the town is dead, cold
and I agreed to mold.
I fit in with the kids,
who wear black lids
and I wear them too
plus my shoes.
Maybe I should've dreamed,
a little bit bigger, it seemed--
I needed a little light.
Then, I might...
don't promise something you won't be happy about - but, let's face it, it won't hit us until we let it.
