To someone just like me;
Be my hero and pop out of the closet.
Be my savior and erupt from my ***** bathwater.
Be my true friend and stand up to Grandma and tell her to 'Piss off,'
because it's our life, body, and future, and we can do what we want.
Be my revolution by leading me away from a diploma and into a traveling backpack
that bounces in the dirt of Arizona, and grazes the meadows of Oregon's woods.
Be my friend and tell me what I'm doing wrong. Smack my wrist, but not too hard.
To someone just like me, only more tired, please go to sleep.
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC
To someone just like me;
Be my hero and pop out of the closet.
Be my savior and erupt from my ***** bathwater.
Be my true friend and stand up to Grandma and tell her to 'Piss off,'
because it's our life, body, and future, and we can do what we want.
Be my revolution by leading me away from a diploma and into a traveling backpack
that bounces in the dirt of Arizona, and grazes the meadows of Oregon's woods.
Be my friend and tell me what I'm doing wrong. Smack my wrist, but not too hard.
To someone just like me, only more tired, please go to sleep.
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