Little girl with your tiny hands know that whatever you build for yourself will one day be destroyed so tread carefully on this glass universe.
This meticulous life, a house of cards that you're going to spend a childhood building and playing house in, so easily toppled by a breeze. Know that one day life is going to be a hurricane. And the little world that's you poured your soul into is going to be gone.
That empty hole in your chest is going to burn like ****. That ***** that pumps the blood and keeps your cheeks rosy is going to catch aflame. And that raging fire is going to ignite the blood flowing through your fingertips. Your going to fall in love and that boy is going to pour gasoline all over your little mess of a life. And that's when you'll realize that a fiery heart does nothing but burn you to to the ground.
You'll be six feet deep in ashes and regrets. Lies shoved so deep down your throat that you won't be able to scream for your release from the chains that bind you to this ground that you used to call home.
Little girl take those broken heart shards and all build yourself a wall. Lock your gates baby because the loneliness that will freeze your blood. May just help soothe the burns.
I walk to school every day And every day I go the very same way Today I thought I’d try something new The grass was so green and the sky so blue.
So I walked through the trees so I could smell the sweet breeze As I got farther in the wood Things got stranger than they ever could.
A little white rabbit stopped to ask me the date And cursed as it ran off saying I’m late I’m late A pink cat that seemed to disappear Told me that I was ever so near. On the ground was a deck of cards The queen surrounded by all her guards.
“Time” A mad hatter asked But I was too focused on my task In the distance I heard a beeping sound But saw nothing when I turned around I felt someone poking me in the head And awoke to realize I was still in bed.
Every day the cards were played Everyday you lost I won. Every day you’d come back With declarations of future success, And when proved false you’d smile, All lopsided and sheepish, With a “next time perhaps” And now your gone. And next time won’t come. I guess I won after all. You always said I was a queen of diamonds But my dear, You were the Ace of hearts.
To Everett If there is a place after this life, I expect to see that lopsided grin From across the table May we play cards again who knows? I may even let you win... (Or not) :’(
your plans are collapsing again you try to consult them even if it drives you insane with every collapse you get panicked even more if you fail this time you can't pay your score you see it's not working your hands are shaky if this collapses again you know it will be achy you can't go back, you need to work hard this situation is so sensitive like a house of cards only 2 cards left and your work is done then you can say that you have won with full of concentration you want to place the 2 cards you are scared it might hurt like big sharp shards one single mistake and it's all over you realise how your once high chances become lower and lower you begin to sweat and your heart beats faster it reminds me of so many , especially a roller coaster a roller coaster with many starts but no goal you are still alonel in this pitch black hole there doesn't exist something like luck but you are so deep in your thoughts that you didn't notice it collapsing...
A chip, a chance Same deck of cards Bet. All in with a poker face I saw through you Now you lost me You didn’t even have me at all You got it all twisted from the start Thinking I’d fall for your game Pulling the same exact card on everyone But I’m not just anyone— I’m someone— Who couldn’t and wouldn’t be played the Joker. I’m a Queen waiting for my King.