Just like any other individual, I exist. Anything else isn't worth providing in this little box. I prefer that you search for the pieces of my existence on your own time. I apologize. I'm feeling difficult, today. |
Untamed hair of a soft russet
A gentle kiss I will not regret...
One piercing glance from across the room
Induces a million emotions...
I am your desperate wineglass
My stem incorrigibly typical...
Under the closed eyes of tranquility
You refuse to break the silence...
And I'm writing words on walls in clear ink
Words that remind me of you...
And I'm writing words on walls in clear ink
Words that remind me of you...
Under the closed eyes of tranquility
You refuse to break the silence...
I am your desperate wineglass
My stem incorrigibly typical...
One piercing glance from across the room
Induces a million emotions...
Untamed hair of a soft russet
A gentle kiss I will not regret...
They hate us. We are the outcasts, the loners, the aloof. We're those who stand still when they threaten us, and those who run when there's calm. We are the abhored, the fascinating, the useless. We are the discarded. |
Everyone's either going into, coming out of, or in the midst of their own personal hell. |