It's a Little Funny
It's a little funny how i turned out
Most of the time my mother jokes
That I made it this far
With sunshine on sugar coated words and eyes brimmed with hope
Almost like green tea on a rainy day with a guitar playing in the next room
Different chords always strum my heart and seldom i know where to go
Seldom
Seldomly, can i make the choice to be led or to lead
to give or to recieve a Heart
can't really take much more of the toxins he dishes out
thus i am disoriented with vain poetry written on my bedside wall
only shadows can relate to that time
Oh my how time flies
oh my how many times can it fly
past the window into the street, into the stream of which both of us meet
and my poet, my art, my love
so heavy with life how far can it soar
baby how far can it soar
until it stabs your heart with my complete patheticuselessSELF
B r e a t h e
it gets so hard to breathe but it's harder alone especially when
my dust, dust, dust can only collect on things that don't move
so how come my dust follows me around
like an unbroken cloud eager to rain on your parade
It's a little funny that you say
how beautiful I am
when you are so much more beautiful yourself
I love that brown skin your in
it makes me think of honey covered chocolate
satin smooth and broken your eyes
broken like me
broken like you
we should put ourselves, broken, together, whole
it's a little funny how
Classical music on sunday afternoons always calm me down
with the window open and curtains blowing a little faith into my
dust
It;s a little funny how we put dead things in our bodies to be alive
Or how we destroy others to survive
It's a little funny how my hand fits yours perfectly, but honey coated chocolate has
always been my favorite
And it's a little funny of course,
you and I
vague figures in the sunset covered with my dust and a little bit of your
honey coated magic.
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