A freak and fruitful flower I twirled in a frantic field of dandelions The roots felt like the bald skin crawling on my bones as they ****** the sunlight off of the structure of my stems With the wisdom that the asphodels would find out About the moment I planted myself in a hurricane last summer He asked me to stay until the lilies grew back Then his garden began to grow inside of me during the spring time, and I think I must have drowned Or maybe it was Autumn, when I found my piece of mind I sat still long enough to allow myself to stay If I refused to swallow the worms who ******* my tongue If I was pure enough to drink the poison out of my vines In a diligent essence of dignity, I might have tried but in a clear perception of reality, I realized I would always remain A freak and fruitful flower Same as I was, same as I ever would be.
If only I wasn't such a freak then I could explore the world every day of the week. being constantly stuck in this place I call home, I just sit and watch the other freaks roam. all the normal people have someone to love, and I'm stuck here talking to the angels above. maybe if I looked different I would get treated better, or pretty and famous then my fans would write me letters. but normal is not absolutely in my inside, and I don't wanna act like something I don't define. but it's okay to be different because different is better, whether it's pretty or not like an ugly sweater. being a freak doesn't make you weak, being the same will always make you lame. realize this cause this is who you are, and finding the truth isn't so far.
All I see is you Your heart stopping smile And your never tiring glowing eyes. All your beautiful etiquettes And me drowning In the twisted swirling confusion. Nothing's clear but seems so real Eyes shut, Dream on!
But the first thing I see When my eyes wide open Are the broken weak efforts Trying to get off the bed. I need to but I don't want to Here I go again, In the never ending spiral. I am the mindless freak The ignorant piece with nothing to feel.
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Performers Of The Great Parade, It's Storming Clowns On California Pouring Bears In Maine, Taking Stages Captivating Trapping Kids In Lion Cages. Uncle Sammy's Hat Is Full Of Peanut Roasting Gophers Toting Automatic Pigeon Feeding Battle Ready Toasters.
We The Wild People Take These Truths And Hold Them Proofless, On Glory To We Glorious Few, Cheering, "Circus-Circus!"