Black and blue,
The two colors that show what she has been...
Ballet shoes and sinister smiles,
Along the side you see the strings...
Save Me.
I can hear their silent screams...
Tis what you said we were and we did
share good and bad time together but...
Senseless reality shows are back on air
People fighting to save fake personality...
I used to call Australia my tangerine dream:
an island I wanted to peel apart...
Was it a mistake?
That creeped upon me...
The grasses freshly cut in lines
of intention. Leaning forward...
World so plain
Plain from realization...
Slipstreams of imperial guidance.
Wayward movements shadowed in...
The Bottom
Empty, lonely...
In this world that seems desolate and bleak
Why won't you help me see, what inspires me...