I used to think I was special ;  now I know!!

Back back now we go
to where we all know
Everything that once was
Will’ve remained just the same

They’ll ignore that you’ve grown
And the world that you’ve known
They’ll call you a child
And it will drive you insane

But you’ll nod and you’ll smile
And think all the while
You left them behind
And they’re not to blame.

All the places you’ve seen
Could never have been
But for their support of your spirit
Your heart, soul, and brain

So back back we will roam
To our childhood home
Where time has stood still
And you’ll rejoin their game

Pretend to be small
That you know nothing at all
That you’re an innocent child
Quiet and tame.

If it were up to me,
you'd have a girl,
a lover,
a staunch and
silky silhouette
between your ***** sheets--

she's the perfect venue for your
****** thoughts and
ill intentions.

She'd be proud,
and savage,
and loud when she's drunk,

a little bit broken,
but not too much--
just enough to understand you.

She'd be your muse
and your music,

sleeping on the
hardwood floor,
in the little puddle of light
that seeps
through the curtains of
your subconscious--

but she's not afraid of the dark that you live in.

I crafted a painting to
hang on that wall of yours

Someday you'll take it down
and think of me