Saturday, July 4, 2009

backwards

Tell me a secret and I'll spin you an imagining.
I like the made up worlds.
my life won't work the right way.
I beg them to be by my side and they run
I tell them to go and they stay.

If I want something with all my heart
it crumbles in my hand
but something I don't want; deserve?
through storms, disaster, it will stand.

my life has come out backwards.
a backwards girl too highly strung.
prone to tears and hurting.
She says she's had it. She's done with them.

but her lips? they keep on flirting.
Don't look at me with honest eyes.
Peering through my soul of sickened lies.

Lies I wish were truths.

I really try at so little. I've only a few real wishes.
wishes nobody hears.
So I'll wash out my wishes.
Baptise myself in tears.

Be new and fresh holding no hopes
no tears clouding my eyes
no fears shrouding the skies.

Right way front and gleaming pretty.
A girl I've never been before.
A girl they've never seen before.

Oh just you wait and see
the things that I will be, oh yes,
the things that I will be

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