Maybe your tongue could be my own
Maybe your teeth are the mirror I’ve been fearing this whole time
Maybe your mouth is where I want to hide forever
Or maybe I want to be trapped within your mind
Maybe I want to see you from the inside
Not hearing what you have to say
But really see you from the inside
In a Jonah sort of way
Maybe I want mine to be your body
Incessant movement where one cannot tell
Where you begin and where I end
Maybe I don’t want it to ever end
Maybe it scares me if it never ends
Will it never end? Or more importantly, will it even start?
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
Maybe your tongue could be my own
Maybe your teeth are the mirror I’ve been fearing this whole time
Maybe your mouth is where I want to hide forever
Or maybe I want to be trapped within your mind
Maybe I want to see you from the inside
Not hearing what you have to say
But really see you from the inside
In a Jonah sort of way
Maybe I want mine to be your body
Incessant movement where one cannot tell
Where you begin and where I end
Maybe I don’t want it to ever end
Maybe it scares me if it never ends
Will it never end? Or more importantly, will it even start?