You look at me
I smile
Its funny how I lie
Its funny how you tilt your head and I make excuses
Its silly this feeling
This green light far darker than Gatsby's
the envious undertones of a pigmented leaf
poignant in its search to be perfect
Its silly to feel I'm not enough
but I'm silly
And I love her
So I smile and pretend
I'm not inadequate
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 7:23 PM UTC
You look at me
I smile
Its funny how I lie
Its funny how you tilt your head and I make excuses
Its silly this feeling
This green light far darker than Gatsby's
the envious undertones of a pigmented leaf
poignant in its search to be perfect
Its silly to feel I'm not enough
but I'm silly
And I love her
So I smile and pretend
I'm not inadequate
