I'm daring to Glimpse Perceive Barely stand on my own feet What shoes am I going to wear Is it blue, red, nor green? Don't feel the heaviness of my feet But everything fit immaculately to my verity sheet Ach, Are these really the colors of my being? Well... They say emotions really fades away I don't know now Cause I heard the eternal aura whispers coming through my thoughts Or is it just my own whispering sound? Oh God I can't speak Nor find the root in me Water me I must water me I want to see the flowers of my soul I want to feel the existence in me There's a black sky But only to feed the earth's feet A dashed black color in me Coming through every breath I take while I speak
Just one, red rose, Red lips, cute nose, A smile, bright eyes, An hour, time flies, Dancing, the rain, Car drive, fast lane, Forget, the time, Useless, bad rhymes, A drink, or two- No, never that few- The future, the past, The outcasts, outlast.
I have been crying all the time but you don't seem to care Every day and yet Remain unaware A heart covered Lingering scars only I am able to see Over years Drop by drop Blood spilled out of me Leaving trails of splattered mistakes in my wake as I go Prints of regret showing which to not follow
They called me Little Red Riding Hood Handed me a cape They told me to run through the woods So I did.
When I got to the house of safety And found a wolf hiding there I thought he was my family So I was not scared When his paws were on my body and I dissolved into nothingness
I was raised by a pack of wolves Who never bothered to tell me I was one myself
**** it, did you just light your hookah? I was hoping to have a cozy chat about the world of the Red Queen Not the Mary Jane land you think to lead me into where you live out your lust-filled dreams, I was hoping for a little bit of tea and gossip, just as we used to when we were younger and unknown I don't want to sit on the wet grass while you boast about your brain size --Or other measurements-- the talk always ends up with you under the mushroom, giggling like a hyena, and me just standing there, tapping my slippered foot in disgust.
There is nothing ruder than a friend getting high while you're in the middle of a pleasant chat about nothing!
