The worlds best-kept secret is the harshnesses of sleeping alone
When the heat and grandeur of a ***** has indiscreetly been shown
The hours' post-dinner are made for wishin’
Wishing of the times when things were different

Daisy oh daisy
your body grows like vines
around mine

Phase me it don't phase me
these little white lies
grow like vines

Lay me oh lay me
to where i will find
peace of mind

walking on the infinite plane
there's no carbon footprint
I can romp and play

you cant trace me when i
wept the days are long
vivid and strong

small feet pitter patter land
tasting the wheat
and the barley

but they will never understand
how it feels
once we began

I guess it was obvious to an outsider looking in
These rose colored glasses nearly blinded me
My personal psychic predicted down to the hour
I took it as a suggestion
                                      And not the best lead  i've ever had
I think an upstream swim is fun
nearly drowning is my specialty

Sitting in the shower
High under the porch
A ponder before bed
message at midnight
Regret in the morn
Eyecontact *****
Intention ellipses
Godsent personal hell

do i taste sweet
like a child's candy
or sour
like fermented apples
do you love me
like you said
or am i a tease
either way i refuse to believe.

Poignantly she sat and swore
Thinking of the man that loved her no more

She thought about the memories that they once shared
Now she understands that he never cared

When he said i love you it was just a ploy
No one even gets it because boys will be boys

Now mary kate hangs with mary jay
Waiting on her 18th birthday

To leave her family and start her own
Trying to create a happy home

Her sons will respect women and their needs
Her husband wont commit adultery

But for now she sits upon the floor
Poignantly she sighed and then she swore

I embrace the hand which I feed
To which I love to which I need
everything she does me in mind
Even though sometimes I will find
That I'm more trouble than I'm worth
And I know deep down it must hurt
To see your baby up in works
To feel that there are no perks
know It'll be over in due time
And know that my love’s sublime
for one day I hope she’ll see
the women that she made of me

the lust is gone.
I know your mannerisms
and your cute face can no longer compensate
for your sad lack of likability
god would I love to love you
now that the lust has gone.

your hand runs up my thigh
i'm flushed
your hand feels under my shirt
i'm counting the seconds in my head
you unclasp my bra
i'm enveloped by goosebumps
you notice i'm nervous
i'm beyond nervous
you tell me everything's ok
i'm alone
you pick my cherry
i get nothing in return

I am just naive
Everyone is.
No god can cure
Your own need for
       Sad approval

its okay because im so numb
This abscess wont be undone

No hearbal remity can fix me
No **** or poke or gun

No man with a heart enough to share
Can soak up all this blood

pardon my lackluster appearance
and my abrupt inherence
but I heard this is what life is like
and i urn for a soupçon

and I've never wanted much more
than to achieve

what it truly means
to be free

scrape off my rust
ride me like i'm new
with a layer of varnish
i could be too