Anticipating the dawn with irrational dread
She keeps her eyes at her feet and her dreams even lower
Stars fade to mist and the moon escapes the eye
The sun demands attention
It will not be denied
She looks up

You know what they want right?
Just another young girl in a dress too tight
Thin as a rail, with long flowing hair
Smile on her face, like she has not a care
Shoes she can't walk in, no man would try
Face so frozen by Botox, she can't even cry
And if she sticks to her part, she might do just fine
If she's willing to *****, she can actually dine
They'll chew up her soul and spit out the rest
Wouldn't you know, they took the part she liked best
But that's okay, anything to be a star
Anything that is, except being who you are

I've been feeling quite prolific
Since not caring if you can read my hieroglyphics
Cuz I don't think like a poet
Not sure I write like one either
And if I was forced to be both
I'd rather be neither

Cranberries leaves and walnuts all mixed together
With a crumbly cheese that tastes like leather
Here's a tin can
Maybe that will taste better
The way you jump on that roof
Makes you seem almost aloof
I'd trade places with you, I say
But it's my 40th birthday
Maybe tomorrow...

But I don't feel happy
And I don't have any hope
I can't find inspiration
Instead I just mope
I won't allow in a spirit
Long ago sold my soul
My ears just won't hear it
My brain's gate is closed
I've been 12 and 100 since the day I was born
Too young to appreciate breath
And too old to mourn
I want to run away
I need some new air
But wherever I go
I'm already there

I've lost a bunch of notebooks in my time
But I filled some up with lonely vines
Cloaked in thorns, so they'll be fine...
But what about you?
It seems your bleeding from your spine

Was once lively
Now not
Was well known
Now forgot
Born to thrive
And born to rot
But coffee's right
down the block...

I had an x-ray the other day
and they found you in a special place
Figured I'd tell you just in case
you were lost...

Blast off
3 2 1 goodbye
They already packaged me
And shipped me down the line
So, tell the family
They've got blood to hide
They already labeled me...
history

*******
3 2 1 goodbye