If you really knew me you'd know how much I hurt...
If you really knew me you'd know I use to be shy...
I wake up within yellow bars, bones
yellowed like newspapers in sunlight, dreams...
Everything is constantly changing,
like the hands on the face of a clock...
The passing clouds above my head
With the light breeze of the wind upon my face...
As Beyonce jerks and Miley twerks
and tits still pop out of the sun...
When you get what you want in your struggle for...
And the world makes you queen for a day...
Alone and far from the madding crowd
it stood...
The day I relinquish the land
I've called home, and the day after that...
Underneath the plastic smiles,
Designer labels and the miles...
I am alive.
a bright orange, sweet...
When I was a child, I saw a movie about Jesus...
In the movie, Jesus Christ said while he was being...
I'm a ghost of my past self.
I'm an echo of a wall...