I know this girl in high school
who's tired of walking on egg shells
she hangs seashells and flowers
in her window
she believes that they will last forever
She has one of those "tortured soul type" boyfriend
who looks abstract against every color except black
and chain smokes
he draws her in the nude with the crumbling
charcoal pressed beneath his fingers,
while his cigarette
dangles from his lips
she says art is the key to his soul
You can see his love for it
And the way he plays his guitar
is with an intense passion that transcends
time
he holds and strokes the guitar
like its a woman
A woman whose many secretes
he wishes to unravel
Its like she's the one woman
whose body is pure perfection
and just having a taste of her wont suffice
his rampant cravings
every girl in school wants to be
the strings of his guitar
she had a girlfriend once too
who wore striped stockings,listened to
Mozart and Beethoven,
had piercings and tattoos almost everywhere
This girl i know
never comes to school,
only goes to science classes
Some boys hiss at her,
their eyes bulging out like snakes
I guess it was
Her charming rejection speech
some say she's a Dyke
some say she's had a sausage sandwich
some say she's weird
while some just shake their head
and say she's confused
They try consistently to bring her down
with their prophetic lies
But she doesn't fade out
she refuses to fade out
she just keeps coming back..........
.........back with a vengeance
